H Tales Of A Reincarnated Elf

by Stayrr

I was a good looking prince when I was reborn, and because I could do indecent things as much as I like, I decided to make a harem while traveling with a beautiful female elf Formerly an otaku, the hero who was just reincarnated became a handsome elf prince of another world. In his previous life he was just a plain-faced man, so in this world he uses his high position as a prin

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451 Jack Fucks Charlie's Mum

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Please read Aunt Jo's Dirty Secret Chapters 1 to 4 to get the history of this story, especially Chapter 3.

Jack left his mum in bed at six on Sunday evening, they had spent the day in bed and mum was glowing, Jack showered and dressed then went back to mum's bedroom. Mum had a contented look on her face; they kissed, Jack said, "Mum, I've enjoyed this weekend with you. Message me if you need me, and I'll come to you. I will tell Aunt Jo tonight that we are sleeping together, Aunt Jo will have to share me too. If she's acceptable to this, then you can come down to us."

Mum said, "I'm ok with that, but I'd prefer if you brought Jo here, she's my sister, but for the first time I would like to do it in my bed."

"I'll do that mum; I will let you know what she says tonight if it's good then have a coffee and chat with her tomorrow at the Clinic."

Mum smiled and got out of bed and went into the room she saw patients at the house. She came back with a box of pills; she said, "Jack, your cock has been very active today. These are Viagra, take a quarter of a tablet half an hour before sex, in fact, I'll cut it for you now then you'll give Aunt Jo a good hard fucking."

Mum cut the pill, and Jack swallowed it and left. In the car, he Siri a message to Aunt Jo; it read, "Aunt Jo, I hope that you're hot because I'll be with you in twenty minutes."

A minute later, Aunt Jo replied, it read, "I'm ready for you. I had a great time with Maria, but I need your cock now, I'm lying naked on the sofa, my cunts so wet thinking about your beautiful cock. I'm waiting for you, drive carefully."

Aunt Jo was lying naked on the sofa, Jack stripped naked, his cock was rock hard, but it felt harder than usual, Jack put it down to mum's pill. Aunt Jo was so horny; she told Jack that she'd lubed her ass for him, which told Jack she wanted ass fucked first. For the next two, Jack pounded her hard and deep in both holes. They went to bed as they were both tired, Aunt Jo said, "I missed your cock, Jack."

Jack replied, "Aunt Jo, I must be honest with you, mum and I had much sex over the weekend. I love having sex with you, but you'll have to share me, how do you feel about that?"

"I love making love with you; if it means sharing you, then I'll do it, do you want to do threesomes with Val and me?"

"That would be nice; then I can look after both of you at the same time, the same as I did with you and Maria, do you want to do that with Sal?"

Aunt Jo replied, "I don't have a problem with it, I can go up to Val's, or she can come down here, it will make it a lot easier when you go back to University."

Jack kissed her then said, "You should have a coffee with mum tomorrow at the Clinic and talk things through, I'll message mum, so she's not taken by surprise."

"Jack, do that then we'll both know what we are doing."

Jack messaged his mum and told her Aunt Jo would share too, and she would have a coffee with her tomorrow. They were both fast asleep five minutes later. Jack gave Aunt Jo a terrific session in the morning before she left for the Clinic.

Jack was at the reception at nine the next morning when Dot arrived; she looked stunning. She had a sports holdall with her which Jack took from her as they walked to the Spa. Dot was impressed with all the facilities in the Spa. Jack told her that he would pop down to see how she was doing in an hour. He then asked the attendant to look after Dot.

Jack went back to the Spa an hour later. Dot was swimming in the pool. Jack went over to her, Dot said, "This is wonderful, the water temperature is perfect. The girl was telling me that I could become a member and use the facilities. I'd be interested in doing that."

Jack replied, "I'll get the form for you. Would you like to meet in an hour for coffee?"

Dot was paddling water as she chatted with Jack, she then pushed herself back and spread her legs open, Jack saw her Camels Toe immediately, she had a seven inch long sex slit, Dot said, "Jack, I'm ready now, I'll shower and dress, do you have somewhere private that you can take me?"

"Yes, I have, I'll meet you at the Reception in thirty minutes."

Dot blew him a kiss as Jack left the Spa. They met at the Reception; Jack gave Dot the Spa membership form, which Dot put into her holdall, then Dot followed Jack's car as he drove to Aunt Jo's house. Jack opened the front door; they kissed in the hallway, then Jack led Dot into the lounge. They were kissing and touching; Dot had big tits. Dot went straight for Jack's cock, she had it out and was stroking it, Dot said, "That's unbelievable, it's so long and so thick, just looking and feeling it makes me so horny, let's get naked."

They both stripped, Jack was impressed with Dot's body; she was in perfect condition. Dot had a beautiful hairless vulva; it was smooth and swollen with at least a seven-inch long sex slit. Jack slid his hand between her legs spreading her cunt lips open; he slid a finger inside her hot and very wet cunt. He felt her hard clit; it was big but not as big as his mum or Aunt Jo. Jack then positioned Dot on the carpet in a way that would allow them to sixty-nine.

Dot was good; she was taking Jack's full length in her mouth, the bulbous head of his cock was banging against the walls of Dot's throat. Jack was sucking Dot's clit and finger fucking with three fingers, Dot loved it and was groaning with pleasure. Jack felt Dot cum twice in his mouth; her cum was so sweet. Jack then lubed his middle finger with some of Dot's cunt Juice, Dot really grunted with pleasure when he did this, Dot said, "I love that, keep sucking my clit, can you put some more fingers in my ass, three will do, I love your long fingers, I love it deep inside my ass and my cunt."

Jack kept going; he soon had three fingers inside her, Dot was licking and sucking Jack's cock, she was so good at it. Jack then made Dot bend over an armchair with her ass in the air, he went behind her sliding his cock up her ass doggy style, Dot gasped as she took his full length up her ass, Dot said, "That feels amazing, it's filling me, but it doesn't feel uncomfortable, in fact, the head of your cock is stimulating my G-spot, that feels fucking wonderful, Jack do me harder and deeper, it feels so good."

Jack kept pounding her tight ass as he stroked her hard clit, Dot was pushing her ass against Jack's so his cock would go deeper inside her ass stimulating her G-spot more. Then Dot had a body shaking vaginal orgasm, Jack kept pounding her ass, Dot said, "That's the strongest orgasm that I have ever had in my life, my whole body was shaking with it, that's never happened before."

"The next one will be stronger; if I keep going, you won't believe how strong the third one will be, it's good for me too as your taking me so deeply."

The second vaginal orgasm was considerably stronger than the first, Dot was shaking and trembling with it, Jack slowed his tempo down which allowed Dot to compose herself, Dot said, "Jack, take me to the moon, give me the third one, I love it these are mind-blowing orgasms, I adore your cock."

Jack moved up a gear, Dot's third orgasm in under ten minutes was a cracker, Jack had to ease up with her as her body shook uncontrollably, Jack said, "Dot, I love giving you pleasure, now I want your hot, wet and hungry cunt, I'll do you doggy style as I want to go so deep inside you."

Jack then slid inside Dot's very wet pussy, it warm and tight, he was making long strokes with a little twist at the end to stimulate Dot's cervix, Dot said, "I feel filled, it's a wonderful feeling, do you like it when I grip your magnificent cock?"

"I love it, Dot, grip me at the base and then the head of my cock on each thrust, I'll increase the tempo in a minute, the head of my cock is stimulating your cervix if it causes you any discomfort let me know and I won't go so deep."

"Jack, I love it, especially the little twist you give me at the end. I have a long dildo at home with a big head; I use that at home to get a cervical orgasm which I love, I love it when you go deep. I hope that you don't mind me being open with you. I'll do that, so we have more fun. My husband was an in and out lover, he didn't care if I came or not. I had better qualifications than he had. I believe that gave him a bit of an inferior complex; I'm much happier since he died as I'm more comfortable in my own space. I am so happy we are doing this. I'd like to see you regularly. I've just bought Charlie a flat in the West End of the city; he'll move in next week then you can visit me at home."

"That sounds good, we can talk about it later, at the moment I just want to make you cum, I want to feel your warm cum running down my cock, cum for me Dot."

Jack started to pound her now; he was going deep, Dot loved it, Jack was also rubbing her hard clit, Dot was pushing her pussy against Jack's fingers. They were both working to give the other pleasure, mum, Aunt Jo and Maria were, all the same, they wanted to give pleasure to Jack, and Jack wanted to give pleasure to them.

Jack felt that Dot was about to cum; she was pushing her cut hard against Jack's cock with every thrust. Jack thought that he too was very close. They both climaxed within seconds of each other; Jack came out of Dot's pussy, he turned her around, they kissed passionately with much affection. Dot said, "That was the best sex that I've ever had in my life, my ass and cunt are both trembling. Jack, when can I see you again?"

Jack replied, "Dot, this is my Aunt Jo's house, it will be better when Charlie moves out then I can visit you. Aunt Jo works in mum's Clinic on a Monday and Thursday so I could see you again on Thursday morning, would you like to go for a swim again?"

Dot answered, "I'll take out membership as I need to get more exercise, I felt the benefit of my swim this morning, and I felt the benefit of what happened afterwards, I'll be here on Thursday morning."

Jack replied, "Dot, I'm so happy about that, I'm having sex with my mum, Aunt Jo and Aunt Jo's friend. You will have to share me, how do you feel about that?"

"Thanks for your honesty, Jack, I want you for sex, we have a lot in common. I'm sure that a relationship between the two of us. I'm prepared to share you, will you tell them about me?"

Jack answered, "I must be honest with them two, yes, I have told them. Mum has suggested doing threesomes with me, would you be interested in that?"

Dot smiled and said, "I'd love that; I'm bisexual; I have a couple of girlfriends, that wouldn't be a problem for me."

They then showered together then Dot left; she was glowing.

452 Jack's Apartment

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Jack was sipping his wine waiting for his main course to be served, it had been a long week, but now everything had been put in place, he felt that his life was now going to go through a new phase and he was looking forward to it. Jack was now twenty-five years old. In the last nine years, he had made millions. Jack was an excellent golfer when he was sixteen, he had won the Amateur Medal at the Masters, US Open and the British Open. He had then turned professional, and in the remaining five months of the year, he had earned over eleven million in prize money. Because of his age, he was a very hot piece of merchandise in the sponsorship business.

When Jack was eight, he had been coached by an excellent teaching pro at his local golf club. By the age of ten, he had a handicap of plus two, which was exceptional for a ten-year-old. Henry, his coach, had then been offered the Head Pro position at a very prestigious Golf Club in Germany.

Jack maintained contact with him and saw him at least three times a year when he turned pro. He was his only coach; they both became great friends. Jack would visit Henry's club in Germany, and because of his position in the World Golf stage, this was excellent publicity for Henry, who now had golfers coming to him from all over the world.

Jack had won several major championships by the time he reached the age of twenty-five then disaster struck. After winning a tournament on a Sunday afternoon he and his caddy were involved in an accident when a drunk driver hit the curtesy car they were being driven. Luckily Jack had been sitting in the front passenger seat, and the many airbags had given him and the driver some protection.

The car that hit them had been travelling at over a hundred miles per hour when it hit the curtesy car.

The driver and Jack survived, but unfortunately, his caddy was killed instantaneously. The driver and Jack had both serious whiplash injuries with Jack's most severe. They went to the experts in this field in America, Germany and London. The driver was cured in six weeks while Jack was told that he would never play competitive golf again. It would be a struggle for him to walk for three holes, and if he did play competitively, then he would cause permanent damage to his body.

Jack was financially independent; he was a multi-millionaire. He flew to Germany to speak with Henry, who was now seventy, his wife wanted him to retire and return to Britain. Henry had an excellent studio at the Golf Club and suggested to Jack that he should take over from him when he retired. The President of the Club was over the moon with this suggestion as he realised what an asset Jack would be to his club.

Jack was going to buy a house, but Henry suggested renting for the first year to make sure the work suited him. Henry had introduced Jack to Edi, who owned several apartments. He took an apartment in the same block as Edi lived.

Edi was in her sixties, she still played golf and had a single figure handicap. Jack took over Henry's studio and workshop. Jack had added a lot of comprehensive equipment to the studio; it was now easily the most extensive in Germany.

Jack got a lot of media attention; he was on television, radio and the printed media daily. He would work only five hours a day and charge a thousand euros an hour; he would work six days of the week. He would train the youth of his club and two nearby clubs and wouldn't charge them a penny.

He was soon booked out for three months in advance. Training the youth for nothing was a masterstroke; the publicity he got from this was enormous. Edi was very good to him, and they soon had a strong friendship going. She was quickly handling all of Jack's bookings. Jack helped her with her golf, and her handicap was halved within two months. Edi had massive tits which got in the way of her swing; she laughed when he told her, "You're the first man to tell me that you don't like my big tits."

Jack smiled, then said, "I love your big tits, but I've changed your golf swing to make you a better golfer."

Jack's apartment was in the city. There were an excellent restaurant and bakery a hundred yards from Jack's apartment; he used it a lot. It had been in the same family for five generations; Jack had a cooked breakfast there every morning. The food was delicious and inexpensive. It opened at seven in the morning and closed at seven in the evening. Their cakes and bread were in a league of their own. Jack would usually have supper there at six-thirty in the evening. The restaurant could seat a hundred inside and in the summer another hundred outside.

One evening Jack had finished his supper, and when he went outside, he saw Beate, the wife of the owner taking tables and chairs from outside into a storage room. Jack had started to help her; she appreciated his help. Her English was good, so he spoke in German and in English. If either of them made a mistake, then the other would correct them, so they soon were both speaking better German and English.

Jack got on well with Beate; she was tall with a voluptuous body, shoulder-length black hair with sparkling bright blue eves. From that evening, Jack had helped her Beate started wearing tighter trousers, which highlighted her fantastic figure. She also started to serve him personally in the morning at breakfast; Jack noticed that her nipples were now rock hard when she served him. One morning Jack complimented her on the tightness of her trousers, Beate replied, "I have very tight leggings which I feel very comfortable wearing but I must wear an apron when I wear them, and I can't wear them when my husband is around, or he'll give me a hard time."

Jack didn't like Hans, Beate's husband, he was loud and could be offensive to the customers. The next morning Beate had a big smile on her face when Jack arrived for breakfast, she purposefully walked in front of him to his table. Her butt looked fantastic; she had a very sexy walk. Jack liked what he saw. Beate showed him to his table, then went for his coffee. She was wearing an apron which had a slit in the middle and two lengths of material which covered her legs to the knees.

She came back with the coffee, Beate asked, "Did you like it from the back? Hans is doing the late shift today so as he wouldn't be here I decided to be a little naughty."

Beate then sat at the table opposite with her facing Jack, she spread the legs of her apron and her legs open to show a fantastic Camels Toe, the tight leggings showed her swollen vulva to perfection, Jack knew that her pussy was smooth and she wasn't wearing any panties, Beate whispered, "I hope that you like me from the front, I love wearing very tight leggings, but he doesn't allow me to wear them at home."

Jack whispered back, "That's crazy, why does he do that, I'd love my partner to wear that in the house, he's missing out on something wonderful, I love the length of your sex slit, it looks gorgeous."

Beate's face lit up then she said, "Thanks for the compliment, our marriage is not good, we stay together because of our daughter. He has several mistresses; we share the same roof but not the same bed. If we divorced, then I would get half of the property. We are comfortable as a couple, but he couldn't afford to divorce me. My daughter is now at University; she understands what is going on. At the weekend we work together but as from next week, if I work one day he works the next. Then we will only see each other at shift turn around. I would love your phone number?"

Jack winked at her then said, "I would love your number too. I want to get to know you; perhaps we could go out for a meal sometime?"

Beate smiled, and her eyes sparkled, she whispered as she gave Jack a piece of paper with her mobile number on it, "I'd love that too, I'm sure that we can spend a lot of time together. I haven't had sex with Hans for fourteen years; I don't want life to pass me by. I'm a little older than you, is that a problem for you?"

A waitress brought Jack's breakfast, Beate asked her to bring them another two Cappuccinos, Jack whispered, "That's not a problem, I'm not the most experienced lover around as I've not had many lovers, but I am willing to learn."

The Cappuccinos arrived as Jack finished his breakfast. Beate asked Jack when his first appointment was, he told her nine-thirty, she smiled then said, "That's good, we have an hour and a half, and that allows you time to get to the Golf Club, I'd like to show you something before you go, would you like to follow me?"

Beate then led Jack through a door marked 'Staff Only' then opened a door into an office. She locked the door then took Jack in her arms, they kissed and touched passionately. Beate was stroking Jack's hard cock, she said, "Let's get naked; I want to make this big boy very hard. I need this so much."

They both stripped naked; Jack was impressed with Beate's body; it was curvy, strong and powerful. He was right; she hadn't been wearing any panties. Her vulva was gorgeous; her Camels toe was at least six inches long. They lay on top of the carpet beside the desk which allowed them to sixty-nine, Beate was excellent, she was soon taking his full length in her mouth, the bulbous head of his cock banging against the walls of her throat.

Jack had spread her beautiful cunt lips open, out had popped her massive clit, it was huge and hard, it was like a little cock. Jack started to suck it as he finger fucked her tight wet cunt with three fingers. Beate was moaning with pleasure as she pushed her hot cunt against Jack's mouth, twice Jack had felt her warm cum in his mouth, he knew that she was ready for him when she said, "Jack, your cock feels so big, I want you to go deep inside my hungry cunt," Beate had used the word muschi which is German for cunt, "I'm so hot I need this so much, fuck me hard and deep."

Jack replied, "Don't worry, I will do that for you. Would you like to bend over the desk and I'll fuck your muschi doggy style then I can go hard and very deep?"

Beata answered, "I'd love that so much, my muschi is so wet, over the desk is perfect, then I can watch my big tits bounce, would you like to watch my tits bounce. I want to feel you cum inside me; it's safe, I was sterilised twenty years ago after Helen, my daughter was born. I didn't want any more kids with Hans, so please shoot your load inside my cunt."

Jack bent Beate over the desk; he then slid his cock inside her cunt doggy style. She took his full length quickly, Beate was a gripper, she had mighty cunt muscles. Jack pounded her for the next forty minutes. It was marvellous for both of them; they were giving each other pleasure. Beate's tits were wobbling everywhere; they looked amazing. Jack was sure that it aroused Beate as she watched them shake.

Then they both climaxed simultaneously; Jack pumped a lot of cum inside her hungry cunt. Beate was noisy as she came, she said, "That feels so good, I needed that so bad. I felt you cum inside me, and it felt so good. I will WhatsApp you and let you know when we can see each other again. Hans goes to a lot of football matches, will it be ok if I visit you in your apartment, Uschi, who works for us lives in the apartment next to you. You know Uschi; she is the very slim girl with the massive tits? Uschi is my friend even though Hans is fucking her; she does it with him because he gives her cash presents and she needs the money. She finds him the same as I did, an in and out lover, he's so selfish in bed. Jack let's shower; I want to see a lot of you."

The next days were terrific for Beate and Jack. Beate had an insatiable sexual appetite, and Jack satisfied her in every way. They were messaging each other regularly, they were now having very intimate sessions in Jack's apartment, sometimes twice a day, Beate was trying to arrange a sleepover, Jack was looking forward to this. Beate was now organising her free time around Jack's working hours.

Jack didn't work on a Monday, so Beate took the day off as well. Jack had arranged with Edi that he could have the use of a spare garage that Edi had. The garage had an automatic door, Jack gave Beate the opener which she kept in her car. Beate was now dressing much more seductively, she now always wore very tight leggings when she came to Jack's apartment.

Edi was helping Jack so much, she had created Jack's excellent website, she arranged all Jack's lesson bookings by using Jack's Google Calendar, Jack could see at a glance when his appointments were. He was now getting so many pros using him, they would video their swings and send it to Jack with their Launch Monitor data, and Jack would analyse this for them.

Edi was helping Jack with all this work, so Jack offered to give her a salary. Edi was now the best player in the Ladies Team, she was also the Captain of the Team. Edi told Jack that she had enough money, and she really appreciated what he had done to her swing. Edi was now flirting with Jack, she would push her voluptuous body against him at every opportunity, Jack knew that it was just a matter of time before he would bed her.

Edi knew that Beate was visiting Jack's flat regularly now, Edi once said, "You must be doing the right things with Beate, she is glowing now. Her daughter Helen is developing into a beautiful young woman, I hear that mother and daughter are now visiting Uschi. Beate has been having an affair with Uschi for years, and so has Hans, I have slept with Uschi many times, she knows how to give pleasure."

Jack was surprised when Edi told him this, if Helen was in the restaurant when Jack was there, then both Beate and Helen would join him at his table for a coffee. Helen was tall like Beate, they both had athletic bodies, Helen was very studious, she was now studying law, and her grades were excellent. Her English was perfect, she had told Jack if the book had initially been written in English then she would read the English edition rather than the German translated version.

Jack had noticed that Helen and Beate were very close to each other. Beate had told Jack that they had holidayed together for years, Hans always went on holiday alone. When they chatted, they both spoke very freely together. Beate had a dental appointment this afternoon at four-thirty, Hans was travelling to watch a football match and wouldn't be home until around midnight, Beate has arranged for Helen to cash up and close the restaurant as this would give her more time at Jack's apartment.

Beate was an excellent cook, she was a master in the kitchen, tonight she would prepare Schnitzel, potatoes and fresh asparagus. Beate was everything a woman should be, an excellent cook, a lady socially and an absolute whore in bed.

Beate arrived just after five-twenty, they went straight to bed, where Jack fucked her doggy style anally then in her pussy, she had multiple orgasms. They then went into the kitchen, Jack opened a bottle of wine and poured two glasses as Beate started cooking. Jack then said, "I love being with you, you're fantastic in bed. I was wondering if you had any relationships before we got together, I'd really like you to be honest with me?"

Beate adjusted the heat of the frying pan then took Jack in her arms and kissed him affectionately, she then said, "I love being with you too, you satisfy me completely. I get wet just thinking about you. I will be honest with you, I am bisexual, you're the only man in my life, and I adore your magnificent cock, I see Uschi from the restaurant though I've only seen her a couple of times in the last month. It's strange, Uschi is fucking Hans and me though he is now finding it difficult to get a hard-on. Uschi is wonderful in bed, I wouldn't mind doing a threesome with her and you, if you would like that then just let me know, I'm very open-minded regarding good sex."

They kissed again then Beate said, "Last year in July, Helen and I went to Lake Constance in Southern Germany, we were in a small hotel which had excellent food but no air conditioning, it was 38 C. We went to a store and bought an excellent fan which was superb, it made our bedroom so comfortable. After dinner, we retired to the bedroom after having two bottles of wine. We laid towels on the bed as we had both been sunbathing nude on our secluded balcony. When we had been sunbathing, I had suggested to Helen that I Would shave her bush as if she swam in the pool she would have pubic hair popping out of her swimming costume."

"I told Helen that it was more hygienic and would also make her pussy more sensitive. We had a bottle of wine after lunch, and the wine cooler and empty glasses hadn't been taken away. I rinsed the wine cooler then Helen stood over the toilet as I trimmed her beautiful pussy with a pair of scissors. She then lay on the bed, and I applied the shaving gel around her vulva and ass. I then started to shave her, her legs were wide open, I felt my cunt getting wet, I was being turned on shaving my daughters pussy."

"Then I noticed some cunt juice coming out of Helen's beautiful cunt. Then I felt Helen slip two fingers inside my wet cunt, she started to tease my hard clit with her fingers, it felt so good. Helen then put her mouth onto my cunt and started to suck my hard clit as she finger fucked me as I shaved her beautiful cunt."

"I soon had her completely smooth, including her ass hair. I took my middle finger and slid it inside Helen's hot wet cunt. I used her cunt juice as lube and slipped my middle finger up her tight ass, Helen moaned with pleasure then said, "Mum, I love that, your cum tastes so sweet. I want to be honest with you, I once took one of your butt plugs, I love having one in my ass as I play with my hungry pussy. I have it with me, should I go and get it?"

"I told her that I was the same and loved a butt plug in my ass as I played with my pussy. I told her that I had brought all my toys with me and I would get them so we could use them later. I also told her that I had some new butt plugs that were an inch and a half longer, giving a wonderful feeling. Then we tongue kissed, I found it so arousing tongue kissing my daughter. We soon were kissing and touching."

"We lay on the bed, the fan was amazing, it was so warm outside, but we both felt so comfortable. I keep it in my bedroom at home, we use it in the summer, it really cools us and makes it so comfortable to fuck in warm weather. We then started to sixty-nine, it was wonderful, I came in Helen's mouth. Her cum was so sweet, Helen came in my mouth several times, I loved it, I was hungry for my daughter's cum, she was so horny. Three days before her period she gets so horny, every month I look forward to these days, I give her pleasure, and she gives me lots of pleasure."

The meal was ready, it was delicious. Jack was getting horny listening to Beate speaking about Helen. Jack's cock was rock hard throughout the meal, Beate asked, "Jack, your cock looks magnificent, can I take some pictures of him then I want you to video me licking the precum from your head slit?"

Beate got her iPhone and took several pictures then gave Jack the iPhone. Beate then Beate teased the bulbous head of Jack's cock with her tongue, everything that she did was slow and deliberate, she was making a very sexy video. She squeezed his slit open then slowly and carefully she ran the tip of her tongue up and down the length of his slit. Jack was getting aroused watching as he filmed, Beate said in a very sexy voice, "Darling, your precum is so sweet, I want you to spray my tits and mouth with your cum when you fuck me later," Beate then slipped two fingers inside her hot wet cunt, she then licked her two fingers clean and said, "My hungry cunt is still dripping from our earlier fuck, and your cum is still delicious, let me deep throat you then we can start again?"

Jack then videoed Beate as she deep throated him, every movement that she made was slow and calculated she finished off by saying, "I've made you so fucking hard now fill my hungry cunt with your massive cock, fuck me hard and deep, I want you to really fuck me, I want to go home tonight so Helen can lick my cunt clean and taste your delicious cum."

They then put the dirty dishes into the dishwasher. Beate was hot when she watched the video, she said, "That's so good, I'm going to treasure this, your cock looks unbelievable, let's go to bed, you can do whatever you want with me. When I said earlier that I wanted you to spray my tits and mouth with your cum, I don't want that tonight as Helen is three days away from her period tonight. Jack, please cum inside my cunt as I'll have to look after Helen when I get home, and I want her to taste your delicious cum."

For the next ninety minutes, they both pleasured the other. Beate told Jack that Helen had never been with a man. She had never been attracted to any of the guys around her at University. Helen had got herself off by playing with herself. After last year's summer holiday they were spending a lot of time together.

Beate had introduced her to Uschi as Uschi was so good in bed, the threesomes were unbelievable as there was nothing that Uschi wouldn't do in bed. Uschi was divorced, she didn't have any children. She had married when she was eighteen. She came from a good family. Her parents weren't happy when she got married, but her mother had supported her during her difficult marriage.

Her father had died ten years ago, and her mother was comfortably off.

Uschi was now thirty-five, she had got divorced when she was twenty. Her only job had been in the restaurant, she worked hard and helped in every department. Within six months of her starting Hans had bedded her, he had been infatuated with her enormous tits.

Beate told Jack that her tits were unbelievable. Uschi still socialised with her mum, going to the cinema and theatre. Beate told Jack that they looked like two sisters rather than mother and daughter. Ruth, Uschi's mum, was identical to Uschi, slim with enormous tits.

Uschi had told Beate that after her father had died that her mum was still sexually active and Uschi had looked after her needs, she even did today. Hans had wanted a threesome with Uschi and her mum, and they had done it as it was easy money for them as they could make Hans cum in minutes. Beate also told Jack that she had been with Ruth and Uschi, and they worked well as a team.

Just after they had both climaxed Beate's phone beeped she had a message from Helen which read, "Hi mum, all went well at the restaurant, I got a Pizza on the way home, it was delicious. When will you be home? I'm so hot and hungry for you. I'm lying on your bed naked, and my legs are spread wide open for you, my pussy is dripping, love H."

Beate let Jack read the message then said, "Jack, I'd like Helen to join us tomorrow afternoon. I'm working until two, your last appointment finishes at two can I bring Helen to your apartment at three, we could have eight hours together as I want Helen home for eleven as she has an early start the following morning."

They kissed tenderly with affection, then Jack said, "I would love that, do what needs to be done."

Beate smiled then kissed Jack then started typing, "Darling, I'll be home soon, how wet is your tight cunt? Send me a picture or a short video that will get me home faster xx."

Two minutes later, a short video of Helen working her pussy with a giant dildo appeared. She pulled it out of her pussy then licked the dripping tip then coated her hard nipples with her cum. Also attached was the message my tits are covered with my cum, looking forward to you licking them clean xx H."

Beate then attached the video with the accompanying message, "I've had this tonight twice in every hole if you would like to share it with me tomorrow afternoon at three then send me a picture of the dildo up your tight ass xx."

A few minutes later another video arrived showing Helen with a dildo in her ass and one in her pussy, it looked terrific, the message read, "That's a massive cock, and I want it. I hope that's Jack's cock, I love him now and if that's his cock, then I'll love him more. Count me in for tomorrow xx H."

Beate replied, "It is Jack, we will both love him, I'll be home in ten minutes, I want you to eat my pussy and taste Jack and my cum cocktail."

The next morning Jack went in for breakfast, Beate looked stunning, she was glowing, she winked at Jack then brought two Cappuccinos to Jack's table, she said, "That was some night last night, Helen is so excited, she wanted me to bring her to you last night, I told her that it would be better this afternoon. She was so horny last night."

"I had a gynecologist in earlier, I asked about having unprotected sex three days before her period. She went to her office and brought me five morning-after pills and a months supply of pills. Helen takes the morning-after pill in the mornings after she has had sex and starts the pill on the first day of her period. Without the morning after pill, there was hardly any chance that she would get pregnant, this guarantees it."

Jack's breakfast was served, Beate was called to the phone, Uschi brought the phone to her, but Beate needed to write in the diary. Beate's butt looked inviting, she was wearing leggings. Uschi stayed in the restaurant to change some tables, she smiled at Jack, and Jack smiled back, her tits looked unbelievable, her nipples were hard, it was the first time Jack had seen them like this, and he looked every time he saw her.

Then a lady came into the restaurant who hugged Uschi, Jack knew immediately that this was Uschi's mum, Jack knew there and then that he wanted both of them. Then Beate came back in and sat beside Jack. The restaurant had several small rooms that each could take up to fifty covers for small parties, Beate apologised about having to leave him. Jack told her that she had a business to run.

Ruth came over and gave Beate a hug, Jack stood up, and Beate introduced Jack to Ruth. Ruth's English was perfect. Ruth was very polite, Jack asked if Uschi was her sister, Ruth squeezed Jack's arm then said, "Thanks for the compliment, I appreciate it, but I'm her mother. Beate, we should meet soon for a drink, I believe Jack lives in the apartment block next to Uschi, I'd be more than happy if Jack joined us as that would help my bad English."

Beate was called away again, Ruth brought a piece of paper out of her handbag and wrote her mobile number on it saying as she gave the paper to him, "Jack, I'd love to get to know you, please message me to start the process, I'm honest and open-minded, I am sure we could have some fun, Uschi likes you too. One question what would you prefer two sisters or a mother and daughter? Then I'll know how to give you your fantasy."

Ruth then left, Jack settled his bill and left too. He didn't see Beate but knew that she would message when she had a minute. Jack got to the Golf Club, after the third lesson, he went into the Clubhouse for a coffee. He was surprised at the number of visitors that were now playing at the course. This was increasing the Club's revenue considerably. The Club President had said to Jack, "I can't find the words to thank you enough for the amount of business you are bringing to the Club, we are now in a very positive position, and it's all because of you."

Jack then sent Ruth a message, it read, "Ruth, I was pleased to meet you this morning. Yes, I would love it if we could share fantasies, but first, I would like to get to know you as a woman. I'm swamped at the moment, how would it be if we met for supper one evening? I will be in a position to do this next week, as soon as I know what evening then I'll let you know. I will be honest with you, I love being with an older woman, especially if they know what they are doing. Love to hear from you, Jack."

Jack was surprised he hadn't heard from Beate, he took his next lesson, which was his last of the day as a client was sick and had to postpone his lesson. He checked his phone, the message from Beate read, "Darling, sorry for the delay in writing to you but I've been so busy, we have so many Communion and Confirmation parties booked for the Easter holidays, we are nearly fully booked. Helen is so excited about this afternoon, I've thought maybe it's better if you do her first, I'd prefer it if you made love to her rather than a hard fuck for the first time. We must remember that she's had a lot of sex, but your cock will be her first."

"Remember our first time in the office, the foreplay was fantastic, we didn't rush it, and you made me cum so many times when you sucked my clit. I know that she will want it hard and deep when you sense that she's ready, could you ask her how she would like it? I've also arranged with my sister, she's giving us the alibi as I've told Hans that Helen and I are staying with Connie tonight. It will be wonderful having you in the morning, Helen must be up early, I'm sure that she'd appreciate a good fuck in the morning then when she has gone I'd like to be very dirty with you. I'm so looking forward to this afternoon, Jack, I love you xx Beate."

Jack replied, letting Beate know about the postponement, and he would be at his apartment at two. He also had a reply from Ruth telling him that she was available any evening and if he wanted, she would cook supper for him. She also said to him that she liked younger men who could keep it going for three hours. Jack was honest with Beate and told her that Ruth had invited him for supper.

Beate replied, "Darling, Helen and I will be there just after two-thirty, Helen wants me to shave her pussy for her, she wants it smooth for you. Helen's really horny, it will be worse tomorrow then she'll have her period. Helen asked me if she could suck you off when she has her period? Think about this, Helen loves to be fucked when she has her period. I use a strap on, and we do it in the bath as there's so much blood about."

"Would you like to do that with her? I believe it's a wonderful feeling having her warm blood flowing on your cock as you ride her. I had Edi in for lunch today, she's hot for you too. I have no problem with whom you want to go to bed with as long as you're there for me. This city is like a village, everybody knows everybody. All the women that you've mentioned are clean and healthy, and we all want to keep it that way."

"Marie, the gynecologist who helped this morning with Helen's pills, is a fifty-five-year-old widow who loves sex, I'd like to invite her for supper at your apartment then if we have any problems we have a doctor to sort it out. Take Ruth's invitation, you'll love it with Ruth and Uschi, they can be filthy. Connie, my sister, is a widow too, she would love your cock, imagine having a mother and daughter with the mother's sister? All is ok with me, but please tell me who you're doing it with first. See you at two-thirty, I love you xx."

Jack didn't reply but had a light lunch in the Clubhouse then drove home. He showered then dried himself but didn't dress, he put on a towelling bathrobe. He then sat in the lounge with a bottle of Champagne and three glasses. He poured himself a glass and thought of what Beate had written. He realised that he was free to have sex with anyone that he wanted, but he must tell Beate first.

He was happy with that, the thought of having Connie, Beate and Helen aroused him. He loved to be with older women as they could teach him so much. The doorbell rang, this surprised him as Beate had a key, then he realised that Beate was sending him a signal that she wouldn't walk into the apartment at any time. They both looked stunning, they were both wearing push up bras, their tits looked massive, Jack said, "Wow, you both look gorgeous, I've just had a quick shower, I took the liberty of only wearing this, I've some Champagne in the lounge, please come in."

Beate came in and took Jack in her arms they tongue kissed then Beate said, "Jack, please give Helen a nice welcoming kiss, we are both very nervous, but I'm sure things will go well."

Jack took Helen in his arms then said, "Helen, don't be nervous, to be honest, I'm a little nervous too."

They then kissed, Jack was surprised at how well Helen kissed, her tongue was probing deeply in Jack's mouth, he felt the weight of her massive tits on his chest, he also felt her pussy gently pushing against his leg. The kiss was long and tender with a lot of affection, Jack said when the kiss ended, "I feel much more relaxed after that, I hope that you do too, let's have some Champagne?"

They went into the lounge, Helen said, "I like how you kiss, your so tender, I like it rough too but being tender at the beginning is always better."

Jack poured their Champagne, and they sipped it and chatted generally, Helen said, "I'm so happy aunt Connie is giving us an alibi, I must be away early in the morning, would it be ok if I woke you at six?"

Helen had now broken the ice, they both put their glasses on the coffee table and they kissed and touched, Helen undid the belt of Jack's bathrobe then opened it, Jack's massive rock hard cocktail popped out, it looked so impressive, Helen said, "That's the first cock that I've seen in reality though mum and I enjoy watching port together, that by far is the biggest that I've ever seen. I'd like to go down and suck it, it will be the first cock that I've ever sucked in my life, mum has told me how to do it, I'm sure the more that I do it, the better I'll get at it. Don't be surprised if you wake up and I'm sucking your magnificent cock."

Within seconds they were all naked, the similarity between Helen and Beate's bodies was terrific. Beate was sitting in an armchair as her fingers probed her hungry cunt. Jack sat on the sofa as Helen knelt in front of him, licking and sucking his cock, she was good at it, she was taking more and more of his length in her mouth.

Then Helen's lips were wrapped around the base of Jack's cock, Helen's head was now bobbing up and down, the bulbous head of Jack's banging against the walls of Helen's throat. Helen's tongue ran the length of his cock as she came off him. Jack pulled Helen towards him and they kissed affectionately then Helen said, "That felt amazing, I was surprised that I could take all of him, but it felt wonderful, it felt great having a hard throbbing piece of living meat in my mouth and throat, I can't wait to feel him inside me."

Jack then positioned Helen on the carpet so that they could sixty-nine, Helen's clit was as big as her mum's. Jack started to suck her clit and finger fuck her. Helen loved it and was moaning with pleasure then Beate lubed Helen's ass then slid a long butt plug inside her, Helen loved it. Beate then lubed another for herself. She went back to her armchair and started playing with her pussy, she was winking and smiling at Jack. Jack then knew that Beate was happy with the way he was handling Helen.

Jack paid a lot of attention to his foreplay with Helen, who was doing a great job on his cock and balls. After thirty minutes Jack knew that Helen was ready for him, Jack said, "Helen, I think you are now ready, how would you like me to take you would you like it slow and gentle or hard and deep?"

Helen replied, "Mum has told me that you are very good at doggy style, she told me that you go so deep, I would like that but go gently at first until I get used to it then fuck me hard."

Jack got Helen on all fours on the carpet then slid his cock in gently into her hot wet cunt, she took the full length with the first thrust, Helen said, "That feels fucking amazing, I feel my cunt is filled completely, and my pussy is being stretched, Jack fucking me harder, make me your slut."

Beate was really working her pussy now, it aroused her to watch her daughter being fucked. Jack soon had a powerful rhythm going, he was also fingering Helen's clit, Helen loved this, Helen was so like her mother, she was gripping his cock at the base and the head of his cock on each thrust.

Forty-five minutes later they both climaxed within seconds of each other, Beate also had an orgasm as she watched them both cum. Helen said, "That was the best orgasm of my life, it felt so good. Let's get something to eat, then we can do it all again."

453 My New Landlady

Jack1107

Tom had put an advert in a supermarket small ads board in his search for a rented room. Tom had graduated with a law degree six years ago. He had his practising certificate but had never used it as he had joined a large Auction House as a cataloger and general assistant. He had worked hard with this firm and had seen an opportunity for an Auctioneer at another large firm. He had got the job. He already had two properties which he had inherited. He had now rented out the property he had lived in, but he now had two weeks to find a rented room. His other property was already rented out. He was saving hard to raise the capital to finance his own Auction House.

His advert had been quite simple. It read, "Young Professional gentleman is searching for a rented room. Can cook but would prefer a cooked evening meal. Willing to help around the house. Must have a good Internet connection. Please phone Tom on xxxxxxxxxx."

He had put the advert in yesterday morning, but so far he had heard nothing. The supermarket was situated in a very wealthy residential area, and he felt sure that somebody would be willing to rent him a room. Then his phone beeped he had a WhatsApp message which read,

"Hi Tom, I have just read your advertisement in the supermarket. I'm in a position to offer you a room. I live in quite a large house. I am a widow. I'm a medical doctor but only work mornings at the health centre. I would be able to offer you an evening meal. My address is Brownhills Road. If you can give me a time when you can visit me, then we can take matters forward. Kind regards, Dr May Harper."

Tom knew the road. It was an exclusive area comprising odd mansions and villas. He replied saying that he would be there after work around five-thirty. He drove into her driveway on the half hour. As he got out of his car, a tall, distinguished woman came out of front door. She was wearing a blouse and trousers. She had long legs and enormous boobies. She offered him her hand and said, "Mr Grey, how do you do? I'm Dr Harper. May I offer you a cup of tea?"

He accepted, and she took him into a lounge. Then she got the tea and biscuits. For the next ninety minutes, she said nothing about herself but had Tom's life history. Tom liked her. She was a very intelligent woman. Every question she asked was deliberate. She asked nothing of his private life. Only about his education and his job. She then said, "Mr Grey, I would love to offer you a room. May I show you the room, and hopefully it suits you. There is a high-speed Internet connection in the house with a cable in your room and also a strong WiFi signal throughout the house."

The room was wonderful. It was large and spacious with its ensuite bathroom. She told him that this had been her bedroom when her husband had been alive, but she had his room redecorated five years ago when he died. She then offered him a fantastic offer for dinner bed and breakfast. She had a housekeeper who would look after his laundry. She showed him around the house. There was a former stable which was empty. He told her that he enjoyed restoring old furniture. He asked if he could use the stable and she agreed. It was arranged that he would move in the following Saturday which also happened to be the first of the month.

They soon got into a routine. It was very correct the way they addressed each other. He was Mr Grey, and she was Dr Harper. The house was enormous, and so were the gardens. It was mainly grass and a firm came in once a week to cut the grass. The rest was set up for a minimal amount of upkeep. They had breakfast together on weekdays at seven thirty. Dinner was always at seven in the evening. They had wine every night with their meal. They generally chatted about how their day had been. After dinner, they would both go to their rooms. She got up at six every weekday morning and swam in the pool in the house. There were a jacuzzi and sauna as well. She suggested to Tom that he should join her for her morning swims.

He started to enjoy the morning swims. The pool was fifty meters long, and they both would swim one kilometre each morning. After a week he felt much fitter. She was now wearing very revealing swimming costumes. They were all one piece, and Tom asked if she had a bikini and the next morning she was wearing the skimpiest bikini imaginable, and she looked stunning. She said, "I haven't worn this for years. I think my boobies have got a lot bigger. Before you joined me for our morning swims, I used to swim naked. It's a nice feeling to swim nude. I have no problem with us swimming naked."

She then took her top and pants off. Her boobies were enormous with big hard nipples. Her vulva was smooth and swollen. It looked wonderful. Tom took off his swimming trunks, and his cock was half hard. May looked at then took it into her hands. She said, "I'm a Urologist, this is the biggest cock that I have ever seen. I look forward to seeing him hard. Let's swim, or we will end up making love all day."

She took him in her arms, and they kissed passionately. He felt the weight of her enormous boobies on his chest. It felt so good. She said, "Tom, I find you so attractive and interesting. I'm a little older than you. I feel comfortable with this and hope that you do too. I would like to share your bed with you. I'm honest, and I would like you to be the same with me."

Tom replied, "May, I'm comfortable with it. I also find you very attractive. I love your curves. I would love to wake up with you next to me. I'm sure that we can have some great fun together. Let's give it a try. We are both adults, we both have needs and urges. I'm looking forward to getting to know you."

They were swimming beside each other. May was telling Tom about her unhappy marriage. She was bisexual but had not been with a man for years. She had one son, but he had died in a car crash when he was nineteen. She was fifty-three and still was having her period. Tom liked everything that she was telling him. They finished the kilometre swim. They kissed in the pool then went to Tom's bathroom to shower. They showered together, washing each other, touching each other. Tom's cock was now rock hard, and May went down on him. Her tongue was everywhere. He slid two fingers into her wet pussy. She moaned with pleasure and said, "Take me. I need it so badly. Fuck me hard and deep."

They dried and went into his bedroom. May was very horny. She lay on the bed and spread her legs. Her pussy lips were glistening with her wetness. She took his cock and guided it into wet pussy. With one gentle thrust, he was home and deep inside her. He now started to ride her. He soon had a powerful rhythm going. She was good as she was gripping his cock tightly as he rode her. He was pounding into her now and kept going for another thirty minutes. They both had massive orgasms within seconds of each other. She held him inside her as she kissed him passionately. She said, "That was wonderful, thank goodness it's Friday. We will have an exciting weekend. Let's have a quick shower then I will make breakfast as my first patient is at eight o'clock."

They both left the house at the same time. May was glowing. As Tom drove to his office, he thought if someone had told him last night that he would fuck May in the morning, he wouldn't have believed them. His cock was still tingling from this morning. He liked May a lot. He loved her curves. What had happened this morning seemed so normal; it had happened naturally. He was looking forward to tonight. He arrived at the office and started cataloguing the next auction. The new software made it all so easy.

Just after nine, he got a WhatsApp message from May which read, "Darling, I am so happy that we did that this morning. I feel wonderful. My pussy is tingling. I can't get you and your beautiful cock out of my head. Would you like a curry tonight as there is a super Indian restaurant that delivers and that will give me more time to pamper you? I will move my clothes into your room when I get home. Thinking about you. Love May xxx."

He replied, "The Indian sounds good. I have a house clearance valuation to do this afternoon, so I may be home earlier. I feel the same way. My cock is still tingling. I will help you move the clothes if you want. I'm thinking about you too. All my love Tom xxx."

Just before lunch, he had finished the cataloguing. He was pleased with himself as for the over eight hundred lots he hadn't needed to research one item. He made some roasted cheese sandwiches in the office kitchen and a mug of coffee. He was thinking about the house clearance. In the month that he had been in the company, he had tendered for six clearances and had not been awarded one. The company was not generous with their offers. If the goods in the clearance had a value of one thousand pounds and the transportation costs were five hundred pounds then he was to offer two hundred and fifty pounds.

He had spoken to the Managing Director of his company suggesting that his time could be better used not giving quotes for clearances. He was told that this kind of business was not what they wanted to be in, but the firm must be seen to be offering the service. His phone beeped, he had a message from May which read, "Tom, I'm home. I have felt so happy all morning. I have put some of my clothes into a wardrobe in your room. I'm going to trim around your beautiful cock and balls when you get home. I hate hair in my teeth. How's your day going? When will you be home? I'm thinking about you. Love May xxx."

He replied, "I have felt happy too. I have to give an estimate on a house clearance this afternoon. I should be home around four this afternoon. I'm looking forward to you doing that, but I want to be smooth like you. Your vulva looked beautiful this morning. Would you like to feel my tongue on your clitoris tonight? Love Tom xxx."

May replied, "Yes darling, I would love that. I love oral giving and receiving. I love it if you are intrusive with your fingers as you pamper my clit. I'm going to the hairdresser this afternoon. I'll be home by four. I have put some champagne in the fridge. If you are home first then start without me. I can't stop thinking about you. All my love May xxx."

Tom didn't reply but set off for his two-thirty appointment. He was met by a young man in his early thirties. It was the contents of his mother's house that were to be cleared. Tom went through the home with him. Tom then made him a verbal offer of two hundred pounds on behalf of his company. The man told him that wasn't enough and he wanted four hundred. Tom said, "I agree with you. I made the offer on behalf of my company, and that's all I am allowed to offer. I will pay you four hundred pounds cash tomorrow if you help me load the van. I will be here at ten tomorrow morning."

The man shook his hand, and Tom left. Tom knew that he had made a good deal as there were several oil paintings in a cupboard. There was also some old porcelain in perfect condition. There was a selection of silver which would realise more than four hundred pounds. He would store it in May's stable. Tom had an old Mercedes furniture van which he had purchased from the widow of an Antique dealer. He garaged it in May's stable. He already had all his pieces there, and there was so much space.

He arrived at May's. She was home. She was in the lounge. She was wearing a crotchless pink bodysuit with self-supporting stockings. She poured him a glass of champagne. He took her in his arms and kissed her. It was a long hot kiss. May said, "I love how you kiss. I think you should now take your clothes off. Would you like me to help you?"

Two minutes later they were both naked. The lay on top of the large Chinese rug in the lounge. They started to sixty-nine. He had positioned her so that he had access to both her pussy and her ass. She had his full length in her mouth. Using his index and middle fingers he spread her pussy lips open and out popped a huge hooded clitoris. It was the length and thickness of a man's thumb. He teased it with his tongue for a couple of minutes then went down and started sucking it like a little cock. Soon he was finger fucking her tight wet pussy with four fingers as he sucked her clit. She was moaning with pleasure as she spread her legs fully open and pushed her pussy against his mouth.

Five minutes later he was fisting her pussy as he sucked her big clit. Her pussy was very wet. He had felt her tremble several times and knew that she had cum a few times. He now had two fingers inside her ass, and she loved it. Using her cum as lube, he now had three fingers in her ass. She said, "Tom, I love that but could you concentrate on my pussy this now. I have been ass fucked with one of my girlfriend's strapon, and I loved it. Later I'll put my butt plug in my ass with some lube, and then you can ass fuck me."

He then bent her over an armchair with her holding the arms, went into her doggy style from behind. He soon was pounding inside her with a powerful rhythm as he stimulated her clit with his index and middle fingers. She was good. She was gripping his cock with every thrust. Twenty minutes later he exploded inside her. He pulled out and turned her around and kissed her. She said, "That was wonderful. That's the best oral that I have ever had in my life. I came so often that I lost count. A lot of my patients would love that. I love your cock. It goes so deep. My last orgasm was so strong. I'm looking forward to tonight."

They showered then went into the lounge. Tom stayed naked and she put on her pink bodysuit. She then went out and came back with two towelling bathrobes and her purse. She turned around and bent down. She had a butt plug in her ass. They chatted as they sipped their champagne. She said, "We can spend tomorrow morning in bed."

Tom then explained what had happened with the house clearance and would have to leave at nine thirty in the morning. May said, "I'm happy that you have done that. Always give a fair deal, and you will be successful. You should have a chat with your boss and tell him what you have done then I believe that you will get a lot more clearances. You should advertise them around the University as students are always looking for things."

"I have had a busy morning too. I'm a Urologist and a Gynaecologist. I only work mornings. I specialise in older women with their sexual problems. Vaginal dryness. Orgasm problems. Increased need for arousal and many more other problems with their sex lives. Every day I have ten private patients who come to me for basically sex. I give them orgasm, and they give me one hundred and fifty pounds cash. Every morning I earn one thousand five hundred pounds. There's a lot of money in sex if you know what you are doing."

"I'm honest with you. You are a young man making your way in life. I want to help you. If your boss tells you can't do any more clearances, then I would tell you to hand in your notice and set up the barn beside the stable then you could convert it into an Auction House. How do you feel about how I make my living and you setting up your business here?"

Tom replied, "I believe that you like me, enjoy how we make a living. Through your knowledge and understanding, you can give women pleasure and enjoyment. I have no problem with that. To offer me your property for my use. I respect you so much for this. After our Indian meal let's walk around so that I can see how it could be developed. Thank you for putting your trust in me."

She ordered two Thali dinners with lamb, chicken and vegetables and Naan bread. It arrived thirty minutes later, and it was delicious. They then dressed and went to look at the outbuildings. The barn had two floors and was more significant than the Auction House where he was working. The stables were huge as well. May suggested converting the stables into an Antique Centre. Tom said that was a good idea. They both could see the potential that was there. There was good roads and car parking around the house.

They went back to the house and went to May's bathroom. They both stripped and May started to shave his pubic hair. She had a special disposable razor and within minutes he was smooth all around his cock and balls. She then put an alcohol shaving gel on to him. She then shaved him with a very flexible headed safety razor. He was now completely smooth. She then rinsed him in the shower. She dried him then massaged his cock and balls with a water-based lube. His cock was soon hard. It was so hard and was glistening. May said, "Tom, let me take some pictures. Let me wash my hands and get my phone."

She came back and took several pictures of his hard cock. She said, "It looks wonderful and your balls are full of testosterone. They look so heavy. The tip of your cock is so bulbous, I several good ones of that. She then kissed him. As she kissed him, she pulled the button plug out of her ass. She said, "Fuck my ass now darling and like my pussy, I like it hard and deep."

They stayed in the bathroom. She bent over and gripped a towel rail which was secured to the tiled wall. She was offering her pussy and her ass to him. He put the tip of his cock against her ass hole doggy style. There was a lot of lube around her ass. With a gentle thrust, his cock filled her ass. He then got into a compelling rhythm. He was going deep and hard. He was stroking her clit as he fucked her. After fifteen minutes she had a massive orgasm. She started to shake with it. He felt her warm cum on his fingers as he stroked her clit. She said, "That was fucking amazing. Your cock was stimulating my g-spot and that made me cum. I have never had that in my life before. Do my pussy now darling."

He pulled out of her ass and went inside her pussy doggy style. He was pounding her now. Twenty-five minutes later he exploded inside her. He pulled out and turned her around and they kissed. They hugged and touched each other. They then went to her bedroom and we're asleep fifteen minutes later.

On Monday morning Tom asked Mr Carswell's secretary if he could have a meeting with him. Ten minutes later she phoned him back to say that he would see him now. He was shown into his office and the secretary brought him a coffee. Tom explained what had happened on Friday and wanted Mr Carswell to know that he had done this.

Mr Carswell replied, "Tom, I'm so happy that you have the honesty to tell me this. I am so happy with the good work that you have done since you have joined us. I have been so impressed with your work I was thinking of giving you a salary increase. The house clearance work is irrelevant to us but we must be seen to be providing the service. We get offered so much of it. You know the terms we offer and that's the reason we don't get much business from it. If it's a country estate that's full of Antiques, then we are interested."

"I can see that you are interested in this type of business. If you are interested in doing this on your account, then we would give you every lead that we get. As you know, we can be very busy here and we also have our quiet days. On our busy days then I would want you here. On the quiet days then you can go about the clearance business. How do you feel about this?"

Tom answered, "Thank you, sir, for your kind words and you offering me this work. I am delighted here. You have a wonderful staff here. It is a nice and pleasant environment here. I fully understand stand about the busy and quiet times and I will always be here at the busy times."

They shook hands and he went back to his office. He reflected over the weekend. He had arrived at the house just before ten. The man had given him a hand to load the van. He had got back to the stable and he and May had unloaded the items. Everything that they had acquired was in good condition. May was impressed when they had unpacked the items. May was wearing a tight-fitting polo shirt and no bra. She was also wearing tight-fitting leggings and no pants. They had spent Saturday afternoon in bed. Ordered a Chinese take away on Saturday night. They swam on Sunday morning and made love in the pool. She had stood at one of the filter jets at the pool with the jet directed at her ass. She told him that she could get off with the jet in the jacuzzi.

They had so much sex over the weekend. They talked a lot. They would kiss and touch at every opportunity. On Sunday afternoon she helped him photograph and itemise all the contents of the house clearance. There were over six hundred items which related to circa sixty-five pence per item. He then uploaded them to eBay. The better pieces he uploaded to Antiques Atlas where he priced them at fifteen percent below retail. There the porcelain, silver, glassware and paintings were listed. There were also two mahogany armchairs with ball and claw feet with excellent pattina.

May had loved the camera Tom had used. It was excellent for taking High Definition still pictures. On Monday evening they had gone to an Italian restaurant five minutes walk from the house. May didn't like the Champagne they served, so the drank an excellent Chablis Premier Cru which was outstanding. They had just ordered when two beautiful women entered the restaurant. When they saw May they came to the table. May introduced Tom to them and invited them to join us for dinner. Their names were Ann and Su.

When May introduced them, she introduced them as two of her favourite girlfriends. Both were tall and curvy. They looked in their mid-fifties but were dressed with a younger look. May told them that Tom was now living with her. That he had a senior position in the local Auction House but was now using her stable as a storeroom for his business venture. She also told them that she and Tom were swimming one kilometre every morning. Su said, "I love antiques. I watch all the programmes on television. Do you know Lady Jean Smart? She is one of my coffee group."

May replied, "I had forgotten all about Jean. Tom, she is the one that will help you. She does the television shows and dabbles a bit in buying and selling. She inherited a fortune when her husband died. I will phone her now and invite her to join us. Girls, tonight is on me."

She then phoned Jean. Jean asked her to order a Veal Sophia Loren and she would be there in five minutes. Paul replied, "I don't know her personally but she is my favourite of all the experts on the antique television programmes. She is so knowledgeable and shows her knowledge in such a subtle manner. I would like to meet her."

May ordered her main course and another place was set at the table. Jean arrived two minutes later and she looked stunning. She was wearing a silk blouse and very tight leggings which showed off her swollen vulva perfectly. She looked better in real life than she did on television. She had massive boobies and a very sexy smile. Tom stood up and shook her hand after she had hugged May, Ann and Su. She sat next to May and Tom. May told her that Tom was staying with her and his position at the Auction House and his plan to convert the Barn into an Auction House and to convert the Stables into an Antique Centre.

Jean said, "What a marvellous idea. Is that supercilious twat Carswell still running the Auction House? I don't use his place for any of my auction programmes. I detest the man. I'll take space in your Centre and help you with the Auction House. I have two other friends, who are also widows, who will also take space in your Centre and help you in the Auction House. Keep this quiet for the moment. You must set a very high standard in both your ventures. You must specialise in everything."

Tom told her about the house clearance work he had done and Carswell telling him that it house clearance was an irrelevance to his firm but was prepared to give him all the leads that his firm received he would pass on to him and he had given him through this afternoon. He also showed her his Antique Atlas pages. She was impressed. She said, "I'm impressed with your cataloguing details, they are very accurate. The four Chinese vases, I believe are older than what you value them. The photography is wonderful but I would need to see and touch them to know for sure. If they are what I believe they are then they are worth tens of thousands of pounds each."

May invited them all back after the meal to her house but only Jean could come as Ann and Su were visiting their friend Kay whose husband has just died. Kay had some of his relatives visiting her today but would be free after nine. Ann whispered to Jean and May but Tom overheard her say, "We have both brought our strapons as Kay wants double penetration tonight."

They all laughed but Tom kept a straight face. They finished their meal. Tom picked up the bill. They all thanked him. Both Ann and Su said they both would like to see him again soon. May kissed him and said, "Thanks, tonight will be special for you. Jean and I work very well together. She is like me and likes it hard and deep in both holes."

Tom walked in the middle with May on the left and Jean on the right. He was cupping May's left breast and Jean's right breast. Jean said, "That's wonderful, if you keep going I'll cum before we get to the house."

Tom then had her hard nipple between his thumb and forefinger; he squeezed it hard and Jean moaned with pleasure. They went straight to the stables. Jean examined the four Chinese vases carefully then said, "I'm right, these are very rare and in perfect condition. Did you say that you had listed these on Antiques Atlas?"

Tom brought his smartphone out to show her, and he saw that he had an email from Antiques Atlas and a Suzie Wong had offered him eighty thousand pounds for the four vases. He showed the email to Jean who smiled when she read it, she said, "Trust Suzie to offer that. They would make one hundred thousand at auction then she would be paying at least twenty percent of buyers premium. Let me reply, and I will get you one hundred thousand."

Jean replied telling Suzie that the vases were correct and that they were a bargain at one hundred thousand. She also said that she would be responsible for the shipping and to advise her when Antique Shipping would collect the vases. A minute later Tom had a message from that Suzie Wong had transferred one hundred thousand pounds and the carrier would collect the package between two and three tomorrow afternoon. Tom said, "Thank you, Jean, I am now in business. Carol told me as I left the office this afternoon that she had another three house clearances for me. I'm so happy."

Jean asked, "Is that the Carol that's Carswell's secretary?"

Tom said, "Yes, and she told me that she can get me a lot more as she was turning away a lot."

Jean said, "I know that Carol hates Carswell. Rumour has it that he was all over her. Then he filmed her giving him a blow job. He is blackmailing her with this video. When he gets horny, he calls her to the office, and she has to suck him off. It's going to take at least six months to get the Auction House up and running. You couldn't get anyone better to manage both the Auction House and the Centre than Carol. See that crystal vase over there. On the way to your office, tomorrow go to a supermarket and buy her a bouquet of flowers. Then give the vase and flowers and say thank you."

"You must try and get Carol on your side. She can do so much for you. She knows everyone that Carswell deals with. You should spend time with her. Take her out for supper. Spend time with her. Tell her that you're trying to build a business and your ambition to set up an Auction House and Antique Centre. Only tell her this when you feel that you can trust her. Do you have a waste carriers certificate as this legislation is a must have?"

Paul replied, "I like Carol as a person. She's the person that runs that business. I most certainly will give her flowers tomorrow. If I asked Carol out for supper tomorrow, she would go. I would explain to her if we ended up in bed it wouldn't be a problem for me, but I can't promise her a future with me. I say that because of the situation that I am in this now with May, and I am sure with you tonight and in the future. Carol is roughly the same age as I am and at this time in my life, I prefer being with older women. Yes, I have my Waste Carriers Certificate and have had it for coming up to five years."

May said, "Tom, the more I know you, the more that I like you. That reply shows your honesty."

Jean replied, "I agree with May. Be honest with her. She's a lovely girl. She still lives with her mother who is a charming lady too. Her mother is a very clever woman. She is the controller in a huge firm of Accountants. She is due to retire soon as she said that when she is sixty, she will retire. See how you get on with Carol. I'm also thinking that if Carol is sending you a lot of leads, then you should have a word with, 'The Three Generations of Antique Dealers'. There is Lady Marie Watson, the grandmother. Her daughter, Beth Robertson, her daughter. Sam Robertson, her granddaughter."

"Sam will graduate next year with a degree. She is only twenty-two but very knowledgeable. I know that as it develops here that they will all take space in the Centre and also work for the Auction House. That will be a killer blow for Carswell. Margie is wonderful, and so is Beth. They are all in our coffee group. They all love sex. I'm thinking that if you can get Carol around to accepting that she would have to share you, then we can live as a happy family. Dot, Carol's mum, is in the coffee group. She had a couple of risky one night stands which May sorted out for her. That's why she enjoyed the coffee group as she could have safe sex. I believe that she is swamped this now as it's coming up to her retirement. If I see her, I will quietly tell her what you are doing."

They went into the lounge. May went for some champagne. It was all very relaxed. May was glowing and said, "Let us all get comfortable. I'm starting to feel horny again."

She stripped naked, and Jean did the same. They both had beautiful bodies. Tom stripped as well. When Jean saw his cock, she said, "That's the biggest cock that I have ever seen in my life. Margie, Beth and Sam would work for nothing for that beauty. The more that I see you, Tom, the more I like you. May, can I go first? I'm so aroused just looking at that beauty. Tom, can I go on top as it's so long since I've had a cock and I have never had one as big as that?"

May and Tom both agreed and Tom got her into a sixty-nine position. She had a big clit too which he started to suck as he finger fucked her with two fingers. She was taking the full length of his cock in her mouth, and she was good at it, and her tongue was everywhere.

May was playing with Jean's tits, and Tom was fingering May's pussy which was so wet. He now had four fingers in Jean's pussy, and she loved it. Jean had had several small orgasms as Tom had felt her cum in his mouth. She was now ready for him.

Tom lay on the floor, and Jean mounted him. Tom said, "May, kneel beside us so you can suck and play with Jean's beautiful tits as Jean rides me. I'll play with Jean's clit with my left hand. I will finger your pussy. You are going to feel that you need a pee. You don't, when you feel that concentrate on what my fingers are doing to your g-spot."

May said, "Am I going to squirt?"

Tom replied, "Just relax and enjoy what I am doing to you."

May then started to suck on Jean's tits. Jean soon had a powerful circular movement going as she rode his hard cock. Tom was rubbing Jean's clit with two fingers as she rode him. Tom had two fingers inside May's pussy. He was making a come here signal with the two fingers against the inner wall of her pussy. He could feel May's g-spot. May was enjoying it so was Jean. Tom was enjoying it as Jean was a great ride, gripping his cock tightly on each thrust. They kept it going for the next twenty-five minutes. Jean was first to cum. He felt her cum on his cock. Then May had a very intense orgasm. He took his fingers out. May was trembling, and she was squirting her cum out of her pussy for the next thirty seconds.

Jean got off Tom and went to the kitchen for a kitchen roll. Tom and Jean cleaned up May's cum from the floor. May said, "That was something else. When you ass fucked me you stimulated my g-spot. That was a wonderful orgasm, but with your fingers, I squirted. I felt as though I needed to pee. I just relaxed and thought about what you were doing. Then I squirted. We must do that again."

Jean said, "Tom, you're something else. I have never seen anyone squirt before. It looked so good. I don't know about you guys, but I am exhausted. Let's shower and go to bed. They showered, and they all went to Tom's bedroom. They were all fast asleep in five minutes.

Tom woke at seven the next morning. He then woke May and Jean. Jean cooked breakfast while May and Tom showered. May first appointment was a ten to eight. It was a rush, but she made it. The breakfast was excellent, and he left at seven-thirty. Jean said, "That was great last night. Remember the flowers and the vase. I would only transfer fifty thousand to your bank. That can buy you a lot of house clearances. It is also good to have an emergency fund."

He kissed her, and he left. He got a beautiful bouquet of flowers in the supermarket. Carol arrived in front of him at the office. He followed her to her office with the flowers and vase behind his back. She turned round when she got to her desk and said, "Good morning Tom, how are you?"

He brought the flowers and vase from behind his back and said, "I'm good. I just wanted to say thank you."

There was a look of total amazement on her face. She said, "They are beautiful, and the vase is gorgeous. Thank you for that wonderful thought. This is the first time in my life that I have ever received flowers."

She took them from him and then laid them on her desk. She then put her arms around him and hugged him. She was looking into his eyes then she kissed him. Her tongue went deep into his mouth. He felt the weight of her big breasts against his chest. Then he felt her pussy against his leg making a slow circular movement. She was a great kisser.

They heard a noise from the corridor and broke apart. He had a large bulge in his trousers. She noticed it and looked at the door. She saw it was clear and stepped forward taking his hard rod into her hand, squeezing it then with her fingertips massaging his balls she whispered, "I would love to make you hard. Email me your mobile number and we can WhatsApp. Your cock feels wonderful, and it's so long since I last had a cock. I want to thank you for the vase and flowers."

He emailed her his mobile number then transferred thirty thousand to his bank account. He checked the three leads Carol had given him. One was from a firm of solicitors who were finalising an estate. He checked his diary, and he could view all three this afternoon.

He phoned the contact in the lawyer's office and agreed to meet him at two o'clock this afternoon. The other two were private people and could only meet in the evening or on the weekends. He arranged to meet one at six this evening and the other at seven.

His phone beeped. He had a WhatsApp message from Carol which read, I have another two leads for you. I would like us to communicate on WhatsApp. It's safer as that cunt Carswell reads all our emails. I take that back as a cunt is a useful thing, and he is not in any way useful. You must be very careful with Carswell. He sees how good you are. He will try and find out something about you then use it against. I would leave here in a minute but he has something on me, and I know that he would use it against me. What have you planned for the day?

He replied, I have a meeting at two with the clerk from the lawyer's office. And tonight a meeting at six and the other at seven. Thanks for the advice. There is something I don't like about him. I'm working to try and get my own business. I have an excellent storage area. So I can take a lot of stock. What are you doing today?

She replied, All of the staff here hate Carswell. You should open an Auction House, and I would run it for you. I'm working till five then I will go home. Would you like me to help you tonight? I would need to go home and get into my jeans. I know how to pack things so that they are safe. The clerk thinks that he is a smart ass. They screw the estates dreadfully. Whatever you want to offer then offer him half and he will accept it. All the law firms are the same.

He replied, Thanks for the advice. I would love it if you came with me, but I would pay you cash. When and where can I pick you up? I have a Refuse Carriers Certificate which allows me to carry refuse as some of the stuff that I will get will end up in a landfill. This is important legislation. It's also a great selling point if you are advising clients in recommending my firm.

She replied fifteen minutes later, it read, Sorry for the delay but I Googled Refuse Carriers Certificate. That's excellent that you have that. I can get you thirty to forty leads every week. I live at four Hudson Street. I will be waiting for you at five-thirty. Mum usually has my dinner ready at six, but she will cook when I get back. Mum is a great cook. Would you like to join us for supper when we finish? I will work that Refuse Carriers Certificate for all I can. If you want to join us for supper, then you bring the wine. We both love a glass of wine. If you have too much wine, then you get a taxi home, and I will drive you in the morning.

Then a second message. It read, Tom when we are in the office I won't ever show any emotions towards you as Carswell wants to know everything about everyone. Don't worry, when we are alone I will spoil and pamper you. I love how you kiss, and quite honestly I can't get your cock out of my head. It felt wonderful. xxx.

He replied, I was thinking the same. I think the word to describe Carswell is slimy. I loved how you kissed. I also loved how you massaged my balls with your fingers. What sort of wine does your mum like and I will bring some tonight? xxx.

Carol answered, Dot, my mum, loves Champagne and Chablis, just like me. We are very similar in many ways. We both love sex. We both love wine. If you enjoy an older woman, then you will love her. We both love oral, giving and receiving. If she likes you, then don't be surprised if she joins us in bed tonight. If you bring a bottle of champagne and a couple of bottles of Chablis, then she will be happy. I'm looking forward to tonight. I told Dot about you. I said to her that you have the biggest cock that I have ever felt. She is looking forward to meeting you too. xxx.

Another message arrived, it read, Tom, please try and understand what I meant in my last message. Dot and I don't sleep around. We are very selective. Yes, we have shared in total three men. We are both bisexual. We have shared many women.

For the last eighteen months, we have only had each other. You may call that incest, but I don't think it is. After dad died, Dot became a social recluse. I was twenty-four. I had worked at the Auction House for a year. Then the retired Senior Partner started to visit Dot on a Sunday night. He never took her out. He just came for sex. I wasn't dating anyone at that time. I joined them.

We all enjoyed it. He died. Then I met a guy. I knew he was married. I went on the pill. He lasted two years. Dot and I shared him. Then another retired partner contacted Dot. He was married. But it was fun. It was meetings on the weekends. Sometimes in the morning and sometimes in the afternoon. He had a stroke, and it ended then. Dot then got involved in a coffee group. Ladies were meeting for coffee and sex. I never went, but when Dot brought a woman home, I would join them for sex. Then Dot went onto a dating site. She had two bad experiences and has now stopped that completely.

What I am trying to get across is we are a normal mother and daughter. We both love sex. I am trying to be honest. I want a child. While I am working under Carswell, I feel insecure. If that situation changes and we still see each other, then I would come off the pill. Dot is nearly sixty. She will retire soon. I want her to have her fun for as long as possible. I hope that you like because I know that she will like you. xxx.

He replied, Thank you for your honesty. I understand exactly what you write. I'm looking forward to meeting Dot. I'm sure that I will like her. I hope that she likes me. If you became pregnant with my child, then I would support both of you. I believe that you would be an excellent mother. I need to go soon for two o'clock meeting. I will see you at five-thirty. I want to kiss you. xxx.

She replied, I want to kiss you too. My main job now is to get you as many leads as I can. I have another three leads. I am getting them to fax them to me now, then Carswell will have no idea of the volume you are getting. At the weekend we must spend the time to create a marketing strategy for both your Auction House and the Antique Centre. Is it possible to see where the properties are? I will see you at five-thirty. xxx.

Tom then got a message from May it read, Darling, I am home. Thank you for last night. What a wonderful orgasm. I couldn't believe that I was squirting. I tried it with three of my private patients this morning. I did it exactly as you had done it with me. I had success in all three cases. All three of the girls loved it. I'm going to offer it as an extra. I can do it in ten minutes.

Did you give Carol the flowers? Was she happy? I met her with her mother in the supermarket she is a lovely girl. Jean is right she would be an asset to your business. Her mother is an excellent accountant. She could give you a lot of good advice on your business. She is also wonderful in bed. She is a very caring lover. Let me know how your day is going. xxx.

He replied, So happy that you have done that. They will be queuing up to have an appointment with you. Then they will be sobbing with gratitude when they pay you. She loved the flowers. I have a valuation this afternoon. Then two this evening. Carol is coming with me and then I have been invited for supper at her mother's house. So I won't be home tonight. Can I have six bottles of Champagne and six bottles of Chablis? I want to give them as a gift to Carol's mother. xxx.

He then drove to the valuation. The clerk from the lawyer's office was an idiot. There were a lot of antiques there. There was also an upright piano. Tom told him that he would have to include in his offer the fact that he would have to charge him ninety pounds for disposing of the piano. The clerk agreed to the figure of one hundred and fifty pounds saying that this with the piano was normal. Tom paid him cash, and he gave him a receipt and the keys to the house saying that if he could hand the keys to the office within a week. He now was the proud owner of a Bösendorfer upright piano with a gorgeous double stool.

He drove to the house to get his van and to pack an overnight bag. Jean was there and told him that the Chinese vases had been picked up. He told her what had happened with Carol and she was going with him tonight and staying with her and her mother overnight. He then told her about the valuation he had done today and the piano. She said, "A Bösendorfer upright in average condition is worth twenty-five thousand. Tom, if I was on the pill, I come off it for you. I am happy that the two of you have come up with this arrangement. Carswell is an arse. We will have a very Click or tap here to enter text.successful Auction House here with Carol managing it."

They kissed then he went to pack. He had a message from May telling him to take what he wanted. He got an empty wine box from the cellar and just before he left he got cold bottles from the fridge and filled the box. He replaced from the cellar the wines he had taken with him.

He arrived at Carol's house at five-thirty exactly. He rang the bell, and it was Dot that opened the door. She was so similar to Carol. Tall, good looking and voluptuous. She smiled and said, "Hi, you must be Tom. I am Dot. Can I help you with that? Carol is having a quick shower."

He replied, "If you can open the door wide and lead me to your fridge. That would be great."

She did that. They managed to get four bottles of Champagne and four bottles of Chablis into the fridge. She then led him into the lounge. She offered him a cup of tea. He told her that they didn't have time. Then Carol came in. She looked stunning. She was wearing a polo shirt and very tight leggings which showed her perfect vulva. She said, "You promised me a kiss."

He took her in his arms, and they kissed passionately. After a two minute kiss, he said, "We have work to do."

She replied, "I know, and I can't wait until later."

Dot said, "I wish someone would kiss me like that. I'm cooking a goulash this evening, so it doesn't matter when you come back. I'm planning for around eight. If you think you will be much later than that then let me know."

Carol kissed her, and Dot whispered, "He is gorgeous."

She then hugged Tom and kissed him on the cheek. He felt the weight of her breasts on his chest. She said, "Tom, thanks for that lovely gift and the beautiful flowers and vase that you gave Carol. I'm looking forward to getting to know you."

They left. The first valuation was a son selling his father's house. There were several interesting pieces there. Tom offered three hundred pounds which was accepted. The man would also help with the loading of the van. The second house was a daughter selling her mother's flat. There were some beautiful pieces there. The daughter had no class where then mother had lots of taste and class. She wouldn't have any of this junk in my house. "

Tom fined her for this comment by offering two hundred pounds. This was accepted, and Saturday morning at eight they would come to collect. It was twenty to eight when they arrived back at Carol's house. Carol said, "I must tell you this. Five years ago there was the Christmas staff night out. I was drunk. Carswell got a taxi and brought me back to the office. We kissed and fumbled about. To cut a long story short. I gave him a blow job. On the first day after the Christmas break, I went to his office to say that he had abused his position. He then played back a recording of what I had done. I was mortified. He told me that if I didn't do what he wanted he would sack me and I wouldn't get a job in this industry again. I hate that man."

Tom asked, "What did he want you to do?"

She replied, "Give him a blow job at his demand. I haven't been summoned for over three years now, but I believe one of the young secretaries is now doing it. I wish that I could get inside his computer, but it's impossible. He uses a password master system which changes the password every time you use it. The guy from the IT company that supports our system told me that the filth on his hard drive is disgusting. Hopefully, soon I will be out of it. We had better get in the house. You bought well tonight. That woman was a bitch, and you handled her beautifully."

He said, "Thank you for telling that. If the opportunity arises, I will sort him out. At the weekend I will take you to the properties that I can use. I think that you will be impressed."

They kissed then went into the house. Dot was wearing a very risqué outfit that left nothing to the imagination. She asked Tom to pour the Champagne and suggested having a drink as the meal was simmering and just needed to be served. She asked how the valuations had gone and Carol told her. She laughed when she told her about the woman. They chatted for a while and finished the second bottle. Tom opened the Chablis. The meal was excellent. Dot was an excellent cook. They finished goulash. Dot said, "You two take a bottle into the lounge. I hate coming into a dirty kitchen in the morning. I will join you in a minute."

They went into the lounge. They kissed and touched for several minutes. Carol said, "Go into the kitchen and flirt with Dot. Compliment her on the meal and her outfit. Then bring her in here, and you will find me naked."

They kissed, and he went into the kitchen. Dot was busy stacking the dishwasher. She smiled when she saw him. He said, "Dot, that was a beautiful meal. I enjoyed every mouthful. You are a wonderful cook. I'm in the process of setting up a business. I would love to get your advice. Is it possible that we could have a chat about it soon?"

She replied, "Darling, thanks for the compliments. Give me your mobile number then we can WhatsApp. Carol and I both find you very attractive. I'm sure in the future you will find that we will do anything that you want."

He gave her his mobile number. She wrote it on a piece of paper. Then came to him and took him into her arms. They kissed. She was a great kisser. Their hands explored each other's bodies. Her boobies felt wonderful. She was caressing his now hard cock. She had a beautiful touch.

She was wearing a short skirt. She undid the button and the zip. It fell to the floor. She was wearing crotchless lingerie. His hand went between her legs. Her vulva was smooth and swollen. He slid a finger into her wet pussy which she gripped tightly. She said, "Let's go to Carol. We will make your cock so hard. Do Carol first as I played when you were working."

As they left the kitchen, Tom took a kitchen roll with him. Carol was naked in the lounge. Dot then stripped. They both had beautiful bodies. Carol suggested that they go to Dot's King Size bed as she wanted to go on top. They went upstairs. What happened in the next forty-five minutes was unbelievable. Tom lay on the bed with Carol on the left and Dot on the right. He was fingering both of their smooth wet pussies. They were both playing with his hard cock. They were each licking and sucking around the bulbous tip. It felt wonderful. One would take the full length in her mouth then the other would do the same.

After fifteen minutes Carol went on top. She was rubbing the tip of his cock against her big hard clit. Tom then positioned Dot in a way that allowed her to suck Carol's tits and let him finger her wet pussy. He put three sheets of kitchen roll under her pussy. He then explained to her that he was going to stimulate her g-spot and soon she would feel that she needed to pee. When she felt this, she was to relax and enjoy what he was doing to her.

Carol then took all of Tom's cock inside her. She had slow, powerful movements. She was gripping him at the base and tip of his cock. He was rubbing her big clit with the index and middle fingers of his left hand. Carol now had a commanding rhythm going and was pounding his cock. Tom's index and middle fingers were stimulating the inner wall of Dot's pussy. He was making a come here gesture against the wall of her pussy. The two fingertips were stimulating her g-spot.

They kept going like this for thirty minutes. Then Carol had a massive orgasm. She held his cock inside her. Just before Carol's orgasm, he felt Dot relax. He continued with the come here movement of his fingertips but with a little more force. He sensed that Dot was going to cum. He withdrew his two fingers as Dot began to tremble and shake. Then the squirting started. For the next forty-five seconds, she squirted. The kitchen roll absorbed all of her cum. Dot said, "I have never had an orgasm like that in my life. I have never squirted before. My whole body was trembling. What an amazing experience."

Carol said, "That looked wonderful. I had a strong orgasm, but that was unbelievable. Your cock goes so deep. It's an awesome feeling. Thank you for giving me the flowers and the vase. I believe our lives are changing."

Dot needed a drink. They all went down to the lounge. Tom's cock was flaccid. Carol was asking about where the Auction House would be. Then Tom was honest and told them that his landlady was Dr May Carter. They were lovers. She had offered him the old stables at her house, and there was several barns but the one next to the stables.

He also told them that Lady Jean Smart would be helping in both businesses. Lady Margie Watson and her daughter Beth Robertson and her daughter Sam Robertson. Who is known on television as the three generations would also be helping in both businesses.

He told them that they could come and see it all at the weekend. Jean already had an Architect working on the plans. They would put in a mezzanine flooring which would double the storage space for both units.

Carol said, "This is unbelievable. We can't fail with the three generations; they are the hottest thing on all the Antique television programmes. Lady Jean is in a class of her own. To work with them is a dream. I can't wait to start. We must keep this quiet. If Carswell hears about this, he will do everything to prevent it. When it gets closer to the opening, I will check out all the key employees of Carswell. Every one of them would leave."

Dot excused herself saying that she was exhausted. She said that she would sleep in Carol's room. She also asked Tom if he would like her to wake him early for a session. He told her that he would enjoy that. She kissed Tom and Carol and left. Tom and Carol went upstairs and made love. Carol said, "This has been the best day of my life."

454 Three Day Weekend

MountainDewMan

Three Day Weekend

I slowly closed the front door as Dan finished backing out of the driveway. How the Hell did I get into this? I thought. Shit, I wasn't even part of the decision process; this entire thing had come from Dan. As I walked back towards the kitchen, my mind went back to the dinner table tonight.

Our son Eric had always struggled when it came to school. Not because he wasn't bright, more because he was too bright actually. Boredom was Eric's worst enemy, and school came easily to him. By his senior year, his grades barely broke average, and the whole issue was getting him to apply himself.

Dan and I had tried over the previous three years to find ways to motivate our son. Now, in his senior year, we had all but run out of ideas. It was after we got Eric's lack luster mid-term results that Dan had called the family conference.

Eric had been less than receptive when Dan had tried to ask him what would motivate him for better grades. Video game weren't the answer, grounding him didn't seem to affect him since he had few friends.

It was when I had mentioned to Dan that I thought Eric was using my worn panties to jerk off with, that Dan found what he was after. He had confronted Eric with the panties I found hidden in his room. While Eric was red faced with embarrassment, I sat stunned as Dan made his pitch.

"OK" Dan said, throwing the panties into Eric's lap. "You want to sniff that pussy, go right ahead."

I watched as Eric fingered my used panties. I had to admit, the idea of my own son jerking off to the scent of me, sent my own juices flowing. I sat quietly as Dan settled on the couch beside me.

"Every time I want you to wonder what this smells like" Dan spoke again.

Before I could move my own husband had jerked my skirt up almost to my waist, bringing my currently worn lavender panties into full view to my son.

"Does it make you hard, wondering what this cunt tastes like" my husband told our son.

Eric had sat with his eyes locked to my already moist panties. I could only sit stunned at Dan. It wasn't like either of us was innocent. Christ I had just banged a burly construction worker during lunch two days ago. Dan, for his part, had a steady piece of ass on the side, a big titted blonde with a fat ass he loved to pound. When he would describe how her soft ass slapped his hips, while her jugs swung under her; it always made me squirt all over his cock.

While not swingers in the true sense, Dan and I had always maintained an open relationship. As long as it didn't come between us, and wasn't public, we could fuck whoever we wanted. In the privacy of our bedroom we would share our tales while we fucked like rabbits.

But this, this was different. He was showing my increasingly wet pussy off to our eighteen year old son for God's sake.

"Do you want this pussy?" Dan asked our son. "I want a straight answer" he told Eric.

"Yes" Eric gave a strangled reply. I could feel a ripple in my belly with the realization my son wanted to fuck me.

"Not happening" Dan gave a grunt, tossing my skirt back over my lap.

Eric seemed to deflate, and then stared at his father as Dan rose and picked up the mid-term report card off the coffee table.

"Not with this bullshit" Dan growled, tossing it as Eric. "You want that pussy, you have to earn it."

I sat in silence, shocked. What was Dan proposing, he couldn't mean that I...and Eric?

"I want A's" Dan stared at his son. "Not one or two but straight A's. I want a fucking 4.0." Dan said.

I don't know who got wider eyes, me or Eric as we listened. My nipples began to harden, he wouldn't would he? I thought.

"You have until the last day of this semester, Friday before Christmas break" Dan said calmly. "You give me a 4.0 on that card...I give you..." Dan turned and pointed between my thighs "that pussy...for three days."

I could only gasp at my husbands' words, while Eric stared mutely at his father. Holy shit! He DID mean it, I realized.

"I don't want to hear a single word about this" Dan told our son. "Not to me, or your mother, or anyone." Dan stared hard at Eric. "Got it?" He added.

I watched as Eric could only nod his head in agreement. God, what he must be thinking right now.

"Good" Dan grunted. "Then I'll see you Friday at Christmas break." Dan turned and headed out of the living room.

After the memories had flooded through me, I looked down at the small card sitting on the kitchen table. Eric had silently set it beside his father at dinner tonight.

Biology an A, Geometry an A, it continued down the row. At the bottom was a small type written number, 4.0 GPA. Fuck, I whispered to myself.

Dan had not said a word when he looked at the report card. After dinner, he had climbed the stairs to out bedroom, and began packing a bag. I stood in the doorway and watched.

"Dan..." I had tried to say.

"Look Gail" my husband had turned to me. "Tell me when was the last time you saw Eric apply himself like he has these last couple of months?" he asked.

I could only stand mutely, he was right. Eric had studied every night, no friends, no video games, nothing.

"If it takes your wet pussy to motivate him" Dan stepped in front of me, "then fine, he's earned it." He stared into my eyes, "You are wet, aren't you" he had whispered.

"Soaked" was all I could reply, staring back.

Dan had smiled, and then leaned down to kiss me softly on the lips.

"Have fun baby" he told me. "I am off to fuck some huge melons for a few days" and he had chuckled.

"Oh, and Gail" Dan instructed me from the front door of the house. "Make sure you're still on the pill, I don't think the boy is going to pull out."

I shuddered as I watched him climb into the car and pull away. I retreated to my bedroom to prepare for bed. I wondered how Eric was going to initiate things tomorrow, or would I have to. Sleep finally took my fevered mind, as a vision of Eric jerking off into my soiled panties lingered.

It was such a wonderful dream, swimming behind closed eyes. A young stud was between my spreads thighs lapping at my dripping hole, sending shudders through my belly. Slowly, my eyes fluttered open.

My first thought was it had been a dream, I was still lying stretched out on my own bed. sunlight streaming through the half open curtains. Then a surge leapt from my groin, straight through my belly to my breasts, causing my nipples to harden instantly. I raised my head from my pillow and stared between my spread legs.

There was Eric, stretched out on his stomach between my lewdly spread thighs, his hot mouth latched onto my dripping gash, I trembled as he pulled my swollen clit into his hot mouth.

"OH fuckkkkkkkkk" I could only moan. My legs automatically spread wider, giving him more access to me.

"Mmmmmmmmmmmm" Eric hummed in delight; I could feel the vibrations sink into the pit of my belly.

"Oh God yes" I moaned. "Eat my cunt baby" I almost screamed.

I was more than evident I didn't need to give him any prompting, like I had worried about last night. Eric had not hesitated in claiming his prize this morning. I wasn't sure if he was a virgin or not, but it didn't really matter at that moment, as my belly tightened under the onslaught of his tongue.

My hands shot down, wrapping around his head. My nails dug into his scalp as I rammed my sons' face harder into my pelvic bone. I could feel my ass bouncing on the bed as he followed my commands, slurping and munching his way through my drenched pussy.

I could feel the pressure mounting in my gut, this was going to be a big one, I dimly realized. I would have loved to watch my son eat his mother's pussy; but my eyes kept rolling back as little sparks exploded behind my eyes.

"CCCUMMMIIINNNGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGG" I heard some woman screaming, and then realized...it was ME.

My body flopped and convulsed on my bed as my orgasm tore through me. God was this sweet heaven I thought. Even as wave after wave rolled through my belly, I felt Eric tear his face from between my thighs. His body slid up my slick spasming belly as he settled between my thighs.

"I've waited so long for this" I heard Eric mutter softly above my shaking form.

I wanted to tell my loving son to do it, to just take his mother; but the throes of my orgasm had stolen my voice. Then again, I didn't need to tell this young man anything; as I felt his thick cock unerringly drive deep into my belly.

"EERRRIIICCCCCCCCCCCCCCCC" I wailed, as my orgasm seemed to re-explode inside me. I could feel my juices splatter out against his belly as he buried himself to the root in me.

"Mooooommmmm" Eric moaned in lust as he filled me with his delicious cock. Then he pulled slowly back until just the head remained inside my clutching walls; and with a grunt he rammed back deep inside me.

This wasn't making love; this was primal fucking; as Eric owned my body. My legs pulled up to wrap around his waist, locking my ankles behind his lower back, as my heels drummed into his firm ass. My arms wrapped around his body as he pressed me down into the bed with his weight. My nails raked down the soft flesh of his back as he pounded down into me.

"Fuck me...Oh God Eric...fuck meeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee" I babbled, as he pounded into me without mercy.

What he lacked in technique, Eric more than made up for in youthful vigor. His hips picked up speed as he rammed down harder and deeper. My walls were stretching to meet every thrust with a wet sucking noise. It had been years since I had been fucked like this, like a two dollar whore on a Saturday night. I loved every damn second of it.

"Fuck me...bang your slut mother, give it to me" I babbled again, as I mounted towards that nirvana once again.

"Going...to...cum" Eric grunted into my ear between thrusts.

"In me...dear God...please...fill me" I begged.

"Shhhiiittttttttttttttttttttt" Eric roared, as I felt his cock swell deep inside me. I swore to God I could feel the veins on his shaft pulse along my walls at that moment.

"Arrrghhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh" my raw voice screamed, as I felt the first hot splash of his cream wash my walls. The sensation was sending my body into a third tremendous orgasm.

Every pump of his hot cream into me sent a corresponding spasm of ejecting pussy cream back out, running down the crack of my ass to soak the sheets under me.

As I felt his hard cock begin to soften inside me, Eric pulled his hips back. With the most obscene sucking sound, he pulled his dripping rod from me. I could feel my pussy lips gaping as my belly missed that sense of fullness the moment he pulled out.

Eric climbed off the bed, and without a word, headed into the master bathroom. I listened as the shower started, hearing him softly humming in the other room. My body lay like a quivering mass on my marital bed, limp in a puddle of swiftly cooling juices that soaked the sheets under me. God, would I survive this weekend, I wondered.

As Eric showered, I rose and threw on my robe. No point in dressing, I thought. Eric would want easy access to his trophy. Walking to the kitchen to prepare him some breakfast, I could feel our mixed juices trickle down my inner thighs. Dan had been right, good thing I was on the pill, as Eric seemed to have no hesitation filling his mother full of hot cum.

By the time Eric wandered into the kitchen, I had whipped up some toast and scrambled eggs. I set the plate on the kitchen table in front of him, watching as he devoured the food.

Eric had slipped into a pair of boxers, his bare chest on full view. I slid into the chair across from my son, watching his chest ripple with every movement as I sipped my coffee.

"How long have you wanted this?" I asked as Eric looked up at me. I wasn't sure if the question was appropriate, but I wanted to know.

"It might sound corny mom" Eric said between fork fills of eggs. "Ever since I knew what sex meant." He said.

Jesus, I was stunned. My son had been lusting after me for years, I realized.

"Why me, why not some hot thing at school?" I wanted to know.

"Stand up" Eric told me; stopping eating to watch me. I rose slowly then stood by the kitchen table, waiting for his command.

"Open your robe" my son told me. I undid the sash without a second thought, letting the cloth fall open as my breasts slid into view. Age had been fairly good to me; I still held some of my slim figure, only a small bulging of my stomach evidence of child bearing.

"Come on mom" Eric said staring at me. I could see the hunger in his eyes. "Look at those tits, they are fucking perfect." He said softly.

I looked over the edge of the table, and could almost watch as his cock thickened inside his boxers. God the recuperation power of youth was fantastic.

"I've wanted that hot body for so long, there isn't a single teenager who can hold a candle to that ass mom" my son complimented me. He sure knew all the right obscene things to say to a woman.

"I should get dressed" I murmured softly.

"Why mom?" was his only reply. "I'll just rip them off you again." I could see the burning in his eyes as he looked over my body, and knew he meant every word.

I picked up the empty plate and took it over to the sink. I turned and faced Eric from across the room. He had watched every movement of my body as I moved about the kitchen. As he rose from his chair, I could see the now stiff bulge poking against his boxers.

I watched mutely as my son stepped in front of me, I swear I could feel the heat emanating from his bare chest only inches from my own body.

"Kneel mother" Eric said firmly. Without a moment of hesitation, I slid to my knees in front of my son. My eyes now level with that wonderful bulge. I could feel myself begin to tremble knowing what he wanted.

"Take it out mother" his voice rasped above me. With shaking hands, I tugged at the waist band of his boxers, pulling the cloth lower. His cock slid into view, my face only inches from him.

This was the first time I had really gotten a look at my sons' manhood. Like his father, he was about eight inches long. Not a porn superstar, but the dripping down my thighs proved he knew how to use this thing.

"Stroke me" Eric commanded. My hand reached up, as my fingers wrapped around him.

He was a bit thicker than my husband; that was why I held felt that delightful stretching when he had been inside me. I could feel the veins pulse along his hard shaft against my palm.

"You like jerking your sons' cock" he asked

"Yessssss" I could only hiss back. God, I was turning into a slut, I thought.

"You want to suck your sons' cock" he asked.

"Yes...please" I replied.

Looking up at his face, I was startled by what I saw. Gone was the eighteen year old boy I knew as my son. This was an eighteen year old MAN standing over me. His eyes blazing with lust as he stared down at me.

Eric reached down and wrapped his fingers in my hair. I knew what he wanted, but waited for his command.

"Then suck it...bitch" he muttered. His hands began pressing my face towards his groin.

I shuddered at my sons' words, even as my mouth opened to engulf his throbbing cock. I could feel his length slide along my tongue. My nostrils filled with his scent even after his shower.

"Mmmmmmmm" I moaned as I knelt in my own kitchen, orally servicing my son.

The sounds of wet slurping quickly filling the room as my head bobbed up and down his length. A small trickle of my own spit dripping from the corner of my mouth as I sucked him deeper.

It didn't take long, with his hands now guiding my head, for things to rapidly change. What had started out as me sucking on his cock had evolved into him fucking my hot mouth with every stroke.

I could feel myself softly gag as he drove his pulsing cock deeper into my throat. Most men would have backed off at the sound, not Eric; it only seemed to fuel him more as his hips pumped away.

"That's it, suck my dick mom" Eric moaned above me. I tried to answer, but could only gurgle around the thick shaft pumping in and out.

Eric pulled his hard dick free of my mouth, looking down at me. I knew he could see my tits hanging free from my open robe, maybe even the slick wetness that glazed my inner thighs from our previous round only an hour ago.

"You want this cock?" he rumbled.

"Yessss" I could only moan back. I shivered as he slapped the swollen head against my cheek.

""Whose cock do you want?" he said. "Tell me mom." He commanded.

"My son's cock" I gasped back. Damn he was quickly taking command, and my body could only surrender to him.

"Tell me what you want...slut mommy"" his voice grated down at me.

"You're cum" I almost begged, looking up into his burning eyes. "I want my sons' hot seed" I whispered. God I had given in I realized.

His hands gripped my head tighter, and then his cock drove between my lips, filling my mouth and throat with him. His hips began to pump as he fucked my mouth in earnest now.

"Then take it mom" he grunted, his balls slapping my chin. "Take your sons' hot cum...drink me." He directed.

""Unghhh...ullkkk" I tried to answer around his thick rod.

My arms hung limp at my sides, as I knelt on the kitchen floor while my son began using my mouth for his own cum receptacle. Yes, his father still owned me, he was my husband. I also realized that now, my son also owned me, in the same way. My body was his now.

"Oh fuck..." Eric grunted. "Gonna cum" he rasped.

I locked my lips around his now throbbing cock, waiting for that first jet of thick cream. When his cock jerked, the first thick rope literally exploded against the back of my throat, oozing down my gullet to fill my belly.

Jesus, I thought, he had just filled my pussy only an hour before, and he was now pumping a second thick wad out to fill my hungry mouth. I rolled my tongue through the salty goo inside my mouth, savoring his flavor before I swallowed it down.

"Mmmmmmmmmmmmmmm" I couldn't help moaning as he coated my tongue with his essence.

"I love you mom" Eric whispered down at me. My heart swelled as I heard the sincerity in his voice, even as his cock began to soften in my mouth.

Eric let me recover over the rest of Saturday morning. While he might have the recuperation of an eighteen year old, two sessions only an hour apart had left my knees shaking and my pussy raw.

Eric actually did things around the house, instead of his usual camping in front of his computer on the weekend. I watched as his broad shoulders pushed the mower across the yard, while I stared out the kitchen window.

The only requirement he had given, was that I remain nude. His comment that he wanted ready access to his 'prize' sent a shiver down my spine.

I had to admit, every time he passed by, I could see the hunger in his eyes, and the lump strain at his tight jeans. I knew my husband loved me, but damn it had been a long time since a young hunk had so blatantly wanted my body. I never stopped dripping between my thighs all morning.

By a little after noon, I was standing in the kitchen making sandwich's for the two of us to share at lunch. I heard the mower shut off outside, and then his footsteps as he entered the house.

I didn't turn to look as I listened to him enter the kitchen and stop in the doorway. I knew he was staring at my ass, I could almost feel his eyes burning on my flesh.

The soft 'fuck' he muttered only confirmed his view. I startled slightly as hands reached around my body, cupping my breasts in both palms. I could feel his hips press into my bare ass from behind, the telltale lump now pressed into the groove between my ass cheeks.

"I could never get tired of this fucking body" his voice filled my ear.

"Does someone want more?" I asked over my shoulder.

"Mom, I could fuck you right now" I heard Eric say.

"What's stopping you?" I asked over my shoulder. "I'm yours all weekend...sir" I added softly.

I felt his hips pull back slightly, and then a moment later press back against me. This time the rough cloth of his jeans no longer was between our bodies, as the heat of his cock slid between my ass cheeks. I could feel the slickness of his pre cum as it smeared across my skin.

"You're so hard already" I moaned softly.

"I've been hard for you since I was fourteen" Eric groaned. I could feel him flex his knees, as the head of his cock slid between my thighs.

""Oh God, that long" I moaned. He had wanted his mother since puberty had hit.

I leaned slightly forward, my hands gripping the kitchen counter. I shifted my stance, opening my legs... inviting him in. God, what kind of mother was I, opening myself for my son like some common slut. I felt the fat head of his cock lodge against my swollen lips, as my own cream oozed out to coat his hot skin.

"God your wet" Eric muttered

"For Gods' sake" I moaned. "Just fuck me" I gasped. Eric pushed his hips forward, and with a wet plop, the engorged head of his cock slid inside me again.

"Ohhh fuck" we both literally moaned in stereo.

I groaned as he slowly pressed deeper, each inch of his cock stretching my walls, how could something this wonderful be wrong I dimly thought. As his hips pressed against the cheeks of my ass, his thick cock now buried entirely inside me, the reality hit home.

"I'm fucking my son" I gasped.

"No Mom" Eric chuckled softly. His hands reached around to again cup my swaying breasts, his thumbs teasing my hard nipples.

"You're being fucked BY your son" he grunted. He slid that hard cock back and then slammed back in to emphasize his point.

"Oh FUCK" I yelped, as his cock hit bottom again.

I pressed against the counter, shoving my ass back to meet his thrusts, driving him as deep as I could. He might be fucking me, I thought, but I was a willing participant.

"Then do it" I groaned back. "Take my cunt you motherfucker" I moaned.

Eric began speeding up, the wet slapping of his skin against mine filling the kitchen. His hands slid down my body as he gripped my hips, powering into me even harder.

"That's it" I gasped. "Fuck me...fuck your mother" I cajoled him.

I was half bent over the counter as Eric rammed into me again and again. My tits wobbling as the power of his blows shook my entire being. God was this fucking, I thought dimly.

"Fuck your mother, come on baby give it to me." The filth just poured out of my mouth that afternoon. "You want your prize" I gurgled, "then fucking TAKE it." I told Eric.

The power of his strokes only increased, until my whole body was shaking. My head rolled from side to side as once again sparks began igniting behind my eyes. My tits swayed under me as Eric hammered in deeper yet.

"So fucking hot" Eric moaned; his hips slammed into my ass from behind. "Going to fill that cunt" he grunted.

"That's it baby, fuck momma" I screamed across the kitchen. I could feel the knot building deep inside my belly.

Wet sucking noises now filled the room as Eric pounded into me. I could feel my hot juices running down my thighs like a flood gate. Only whimpering escaped my lips.

Just like this morning, it was like some animal possessed my innocent son. This young man just hammered into my willing body from behind.

"Give it to me...give me...give me" I babbled. "Cum in your mother's pussy, fill me baby" I gurgled in wanton lust.

With a roar, Eric drove deep into me, holding; as his fingers dug into the flesh of my hips. I felt his cock jerk deep inside my belly for the second time that day.

The first jet of his cum erupted inside my quivering pussy; he was so deep I swear he was coating my womb with his seed. Dimly I thought it was a good thing I was on the pill, or my son would be impregnating me right now.

When the second pulse came, and I felt that heat filling my belly my own body finally surrendered. My knees started to buckle as my orgasm tore through me.

"Cccummminnggggggggggg" I wailed as my body spasmed. I could feel Eric continue to empty himself into my shaking body even as my eyes rolled back in sheer bliss.

"Come on mom" his rough voice filled my ear. "Squirt on your sons' dick" he teased me.

"Oh my GOD" I could only scream back. I could hear my juices splatter to the floor around my feet as Eric commanded my body.

By the time I collapsed down onto the kitchen counter, I could feel the thick ooze of his cum dripping out of my swollen lips and trickle down my thighs. As he reached around my still quivering body to retrieve his sandwich, I looked up at the kitchen clock. Only five hours had passed, and already he had filled my cunt twice, and poured another hot load down my throat. How many times a day could he do this? I wondered.

Thankfully, he let me rest the remainder of the day. It wasn't until bedtime that night that his demeanor shifted again. I had prepared for bed, and exiting the master bathroom, found him sitting on the edge of my bed.

"Eric, what are you doing" I asked softly.

"I'll be sleeping in her tonight and tomorrow night" my son told me.

"I don't think..." I tried to say.

"That's right mom" Eric cut me off. "You don't think, I do." He told me. He rose and began to undress for bed. "Dad said you were mine for three days, and I'll be damned if I miss a single chance." He said in a husky voice.

I briefly thought of arguing with my son, and then simply nodded my agreement. The look in Eric's eyes, forbid anything other than what he wanted right now, and what he wanted was his mother. I also couldn't argue the point about his father; Dan had given his wife to his son for these three days.

I watched as Eric slid his boxers off, his thick cock hanging semi hard between his thighs. God, could he go a fourth time today? I knew I wouldn't be getting much sleep tonight.

""Weren't you going to call dad and wish him good night?" Eric asked as he stretched out onto the top of the covers, his hard cock laying out in full view on his taut belly.

"Mom, I believe the instructions were...nude" Eric reminded me as I picked up the cordless phone. I pulled my nightgown over my head and dropped it to the floor, standing nude in front of my son as I dialed the telephone for my husbands' cell number.

"Hey baby" I said, when Dan picked up his phone. "I just wanted to wish you good night sweetheart." I watched as Eric fluffed the pillows against the headboard, and then motioned for me to lie next to him.

"Yes...he has" I spoke into the phone, sliding onto the open bed next to my nude son. "Three times...so far" I stared into Eric's hungry eyes.

"Where am I now?" I repeated into the telephone. I watched as Eric rose to his side facing me. His lips gently kissing my already hard nipple; I tried to suppress the moan as my son pulled my aching bud into his hot mouth.

"I am lying on our marital bed nude" I gasped as a ripple coursed through me. "While our son sucks my left breast" I told my husband.

"Yes, he's hard" I breathed. "Yes, I'm wet" I answered to my husband.

I tried to violently shake my head no, as Eric began to slowly kiss his way down my flexing belly. I trembled as I felt his hot breath on my now swollen lips.

"Oh Jesus" I couldn't help moaning.

"No, I'm fine" I told my husband on the telephone. "Eric just slid between my thighs." I answered hoarsely.

It took every ounce of will power to not reach my free hand down and mash Eric's face into my drenched mound. This was driving my body insane with lust, and Eric was hitting every trigger.

"Nnngggghhhhhh" I moaned as Eric closed his moth over my steaming sex pulling my hard clit in deep. I felt my belly somersault as I climbed higher.

"No dear, I'm fine" I gasped. "It's just...your son...is eating...his mother" I grunted in time to Eric's probing tongue.

God, could this young eat my pussy like a pro, as I felt the fire raging to an inferno in my belly. My juices poured out, filling his thirsty mouth, and dripping down the crack of my ass. I was going to cum soon, and there wasn't a damn thing I could do to stop it.

"Oh Goddddd" I moaned, as my ass arched off the bed, mashing myself into my son's face. The tightness was growing, and I wanted it, badly.

"Oh, you're fucking her now?" I asked in response to Dan's words. I looked down at Eric between my thighs. "Oh, doggy position" I grated.

Just that quickly Eric pulled free from my clenching thighs. My belly ached for my orgasm, and I could only stare as my son rose to his knees. Instantly, I knew what he was going to do, and I felt his powerful arms reach down and flip my body over.

Being barely over a hundred and thirty pounds helped, but even weighing more, I think the adrenaline in Eric would have motivated him. I now was face down on the sheets, the telephone clutched in my hand, as Eric gripped my hips. With one swift movement he pulled my ass higher into the air, lining up behind me.

"Gwwaadddddddddddddddddd" I cried, as I felt Eric drive his cock into me in one stroke. My slick walls were stretching to fit him as he slid deep inside.

"Yes dear...Oh shit" I moaned as Eric rammed in deep. "He's fucking my doggy now...Oh fuck." I mouthed breathlessly into the telephone.

Dan and I had done some kinky things in our years together, but this had to rate at near if not THE hottest thing I had ever done, being fucked by my son while my husband listened on the phone.

"He's...fucking me...so hard." I grunted with his thrusts. The fire he had started with his mouth blazed to life.

"I'm going to cum" I moaned. "Oh God our son is making me cummmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm" I groaned.

Even as my juices flowed down my thighs I felt Eric continue to pound into my spasming cunt. Where he found the stamina I had no idea, even in our peak Dan made two, maybe three times in one day. His son has just out stripped him on the first day.

Through the phone, still clutched in my shaking hand, I heard Dan roaring his release as he emptied his balls into his busty blonde mistress. The sound was matched by the roar behind me as I felt Eric's cock swell inside me, then spit a wad of thick hot goo in to my clutching pussy.

As father and son emptied themselves together, I wondered how I was going to survive tomorrow. We were barely halfway through the weekend and already I was exhausted from my son's pace.

Easing back down onto the bed, I could hear the wet slurping as Eric slid free of me. Ignoring the now torrent of mixed cream that gushed from my gaping hole, I collapsed onto the bed. I felt Eric pull the telephone from my limp grasp, clicking it off and then hanging up.

I mumbled incoherently as I felt my son gently pull the covers up and over my sweat soaked body.

"I love you mom" soft words filled my ear as I drifted into an exhausted sleep.

Streaming sunlight through the bedroom window woke me the next morning. I rolled onto my side and stared at Eric, still sleeping blissfully beside me.

I almost chuckled as I wondered if four had finally reached his endurance. When my eyes landed on the tent in the sheets at his groin, I knew better. Even in sleep his hormones raged. I had the urge to uncover that hard rod and suck it deep into my throat, but instead eased out of bed and headed to the kitchen.

After making a quick cup of coffee, I bustled about cleaning up the kitchen. Tomorrow was Monday, and Dan would be returning. With Eric still asleep now seemed the only time to get things down around the house. I shivered as I thought of what Eric had planned for today.

I had just opened the curtains to the bay window in the living room, when I felt arms wrap around my robed body. I felt a hardness press against my covered ass cheeks, Jesus he was hard already.

"Good morning sexy" I said over my shoulder.

"You snuck out of bed" my son's voice breathed against my neck. I felt a shiver down my spine.

"I had to get some mom things done" I said softly. "Seemed like the only time, since someone seems to be constantly horny." I pressed my ass back against his hard cock.

"Don't blame me" Eric informed me. I felt his hands reach around and slide inside my robe, cupping my hanging breasts. "That fault is with the hottest mother in this whole town" he muttered.

As I felt the sides of my robe pulled open, my tits now free for his groping hands, I suddenly realized we were still standing in front of the large window.

"Eric...the window" I gasped.

"I am well aware...mother" my son chuckled.

Releasing my swinging breasts, he made no effort to close the robe, leaving my upper body on full display through the glass. With a sudden movement I felt him kneel behind me. "What was he doing" I wondered.

"OH God, Eric not here" I could only moan, as I felt the hem of the back of my robe flipped up and over my ass.

"Eriicccccccccccccc" I wailed as I felt his face mash between the cheeks of my ass. His tongue dragging from my swollen lips up and back, until the tip swept over the tight ring of my asshole.

My hands slapped against the cool glass of the bay window as I braced myself. I felt my knees want to buckle as he began to tongue my tight ring from behind.

"Fuck yesssssssssssssss" I moaned. "Eat my ass you dirty bastard." I cried out.

This was something Dan seldom did, but the one thing that turned my entire body to jelly instantly. Few men were into the anal rimming that sent bolts through my body , the kind of rimming Eric was giving me right now.

"Eat me...eat my ass baby" I blubbered as my body shook and spasmed.

True to his word, Eric rammed his tongue through the tight ring of my ass at the same moment he drove two fat fingers up my sopping cunt.

"MMMMMMMMMMMMMM" my son hummed behind me, sending another bolt from my ass straight to my pussy, causing my belly to tighten.

"Oh you naughty...dirty...fucking wonderful boy" I moaned. My head fell forward as my forehead banged against the glass.

The fact that any person, including our neighbors, could walk by the front yard and have a clear view of me getting eaten never even entered my mind. Only the driving tongue that stretched my tight ring and pumping fingers that grazed over that sensitive spot again and again.

"Don't stop" I gasped. "Please don't stop. Make me cum you nasty man" I begged.

Suddenly the tongue literally vanished from my ass, and the fingers pulled out of my sex hungry pussy.

"Noooooooooooooo" I wailed. "So close...oh God I'm so close"" I begged.

"Beg to cum mother" Eric's voice hissed in my ear.

"Please" I babbled. "Let me cum, Oh God Eric." My whole body quivered with need, right on the edge of a tremendous orgasm I was being denied.

"Beg me to fuck your ass" my son's voice rang in my ear. My eyes popped open, did he just ASK to fuck me anal? Jesus, most men, Dan included, were not into anal sex to the degree I was.

Now, here behind me, was a young stud with a hard cock. He wanted my ass and made that clearly plain as his dick slid along the now spit slick crease.

"Fuck my ass" I growled. I shoved back against his throbbing member, feeling it press between the cheeks of my spit covered ass.

Eric's hand slid around my body, opening my robe completely for the entire neighborhood. His fingers slid down my soft belly until just the tips strummed at my pulsing clit.

"You're a bastard" I moaned as my body shook from the stimulation. God I wanted that hard cock in my ass right now.

"And you're one hot bitch" my son whispered in my ear. The name he used sending a shiver down my spine. I almost screamed when he pinched my throbbing clit I was so close to orgasming. "Now beg" he commanded.

I thought I could resist, I thought I could fight back; and then I felt the swollen head of my sons' hard cock press against the tight ring of my ass, and my mind simply melted right there against the cool glass of the bay window.

"Please Eric" I begged softly. "Fuck mommy's ass baby" I moaned. I gyrated my hips, trying to worm his cock lower, in a far corner of my mind I wondered what kind of mother begged her son to fuck her ass.

Just as he started to push inside, in a moment of clarity, I thought of his size and my tight little opening. Then, with a grunt the engorged head dilated my tight ring and popped inside smoothly. The son-of-a-bitch was lubed, I realized. He had planned this entire thing. With a grunt of my own, I drove my ass back, slamming his thick cock deep into my bowels.

""Arrrghhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh" I screamed as he dilated my ass further and further. The mixture of burning and raw pleasure blending in my gut as my son ravaged my body once again.

Eric pulled back, and then slammed in hard, making the cheeks of my ass shake as his hips slapped against me. He wasn't just fucking my ass, he was almost raping it.

"Gahhhhh" I moaned my body erupting in orgasm as Eric pounded my ass like a man possessed. The orgasm he had denied shredded through me as he pounded into my ass.

My eyes rolled back as wave after wave coursed through me, where we were, who we were vanished as I rode my orgasm. I could feel my own drool as it dripped from the corner of my mouth and down my chin as I slammed back harder and harder.

"Tight...fucking...ass" Eric grunted behind me. "Hot...bitch...ASS" he growled.

"Fuck my ass" I babbled "Take my ass...its youursssssss" I howled.

For some women, anal sex was painful. For me, that intense blend of pain and raw pleasure traveled straight from my ass to my cunt, sending rolling waves through my belly.

I could feel my warm cum dripping down my inner thighs as waves rolled through me. This was the most animalistic fucking I could ever remember having, being taken right here in my living room. My son was fucking my submissive ass while anyone in the neighborhood could watch.

My eyes started to finally focus again as I barely began to slide back down the mountain. Panting for breath I felt my orgasm slowing, when suddenly Eric drove two thick fingers up my already spasming cunt.

"FFUUUCCCKKK MEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE" I screamed at the top of my lungs, as my body ignited again. My head snapped back and then dropped forward as I banged against the glass of the window with clenched fists.

I had never been multi-orgasmic before, but my son was rolling one orgasm into another, playing my body like a maestro conducting a symphony.

With a hot splatter, my juices sprayed out against the bay window glass, and coated the hardwood floor between my feet. I felt my knees start to buckle under the intensity. Then, Eric shoved my body forward, pinning me between the cool window glass and his body.

I hung there, impaled by my son, his hard cock throbbing along the walls of my bowels, while his fingers stretched my pussy wide open. My body rocketing from a second to a third orgasm as Eric pounded my helpless ass.

"Cum...please...cum" I begged my son. I could feel my tits smashed against the cool glass as my son owned every damn inch of me.

"Take it mom" Eric grunted in my ear. I felt his cock jerk deep in my ass and I wanted to scream my pleasure, but all that came out was a soft whimper.

My now half limp body could only hang there as Eric emptied himself into me with soft grunts. The scalding heat of his seed in my bowels was sending me through a fourth orgasm, while I accepted his cum into my body.

"Cumming again" I could barely gasp. My whole body shook and trembled impaled on his cock, pinned against the glass.

By the time Eric slid his semi hard cock from my sore ass, I did the only thing I could. I slid down the glass of the bay window, to collapse in a heap on the living room floor. I could feel my thighs coated with the puddle of cum I now sat in, while I felt his hot seed seeping from my ass.

I looked up in wonder at my son. Never before had any man, not my husband or any of the myriad of lovers I had been with over the years, so completely owned my body as my son just had.

For the rest of Sunday, it was as if we had returned to mother and son. I almost wanted to scream at Eric to keep fucking me. My pussy tingled constantly, and I kept glancing at his hard cock through his boxers.

I knew he wanted it almost as badly as I did. His constant hard on was clear evidence of that. Why didn't he just take me, I kept wondering.

By that evening my level of horniness had escalated to a near fever. I twice had begged Eric to take me, but it was as if he was ignoring me completely. I was so confused and yet turned on at the same time.

By bedtime, I was nude waiting on the bed when Eric entered the bedroom from the master bath. He smiled at me and walked over to the bed.

"You want my cock, don't you mother" he stated calmly. I watched as he reached down and ran his palm over the bulge in his jeans.

"Yes...please" I could barely croak out.

"Then prove it" my son told me. "Hands and knees my dear mother, like a true bitch in heat."

I quickly scrambled to my hands and knees on the bed, watching as Eric undressed beside me. My eyes were glued to his throbbing cock as I felt my wetness ooze down my quivering thighs.

How had I reached this point in only two days? What had been a joke by my husband, then a dark reality as he had given me to Eric as a reward for grades; had rapidly turned into me aching to be hammered like some street slut by my own son.

As Eric climbed onto the bed and positioned his body behind me, my head lowered to the mattress in total submission. I shoved my ass higher into the air, offering myself to my son.

"Fuck me" I moaned. "Fuck your whore mother" was all I could get out.

"Oh I will mother" I heard Eric rumble behind me. "First, we need to do this right" I heard him say.

I felt my sons' hand wrap into my hair, his fingers tightening in my short tresses. Just as I felt the bulbous head of his cock lodge between my now soaked cunt lips, he pulled my head back and up.

Oh my God yes, I wanted to scream. Take me like an animal, own your mother, I thought.

As my head came up, my eyes flew open wide at the figure standing in the bedroom doorway. Eric held me poised there as he leaned his body over my arched back.

"Dan, but...you're early." I gasped in shock.

I stared at Dan leaning quietly against the door frame, arms crossed watching. I felt Eric lean over my trembling body, his hot voice filling my ear.

"Say it mother" he rasped. "Tell us BOTH, exactly what you want."

"I want my son to fuck me" I moaned, my eyes locked to Dan. "I want his cock deep in my cunt, until he fills me with his hot seed."

I was stunned as the pure filth poured out of my own mouth. Yet, I knew the words were the truth. This was what I not only wanted, it was what I needed right then. Just as a shadow came around Dan in the doorway, Eric slammed deep inside me.

"Daaannnnnnnnnnnnnnnn" I screamed my husbands' name as my son mounted me. My eyes rolled back sightless as Eric instantly began to pound into my dripping pussy. Every stroke was sending a mini orgasm rolling through my belly. I had craved this all day, and now it felt like I couldn't stop myself as I drove my ass back against his invading cock.

The sound of skin slapping on skin filled the air as Eric pounded into me. I could feel my ass shaking from the power of every thrust as he drove deep inside me.

My eyes slowly refocused as Eric fucked me like some animal on the bed. I watched as a busty blonde slid to her knees in front of my husband. What was her name? Mary or Miriam or something, I dimly tried to remember. The sound of squelching filled the room as the smell of sex filled the air. My brain couldn't totally focus on the young woman's name as Eric pounded into me.

I heard Dan grunt as I watched the young blonde inhale his cock down her throat, while Eric grunted behind me with every thrust. I was in heaven and just let my body take control as I pushed back harder, driving my son deeper and deeper.

"Fuck...yes..." I gasped out between thrusts. "Fuck me...baby...fuck...momma."" I moaned.

I could only kneel there and watch, as Dan turned his body, until my eyes locked onto his now slick cock sliding in and out of the girls' mouth. His fingers wrapped in her blonde curls as he fucked his hips back and forth.

I opened my mouth to say something, anything. All that came out was whimpering and mewling as Eric hammered into me. Dan and I locked eyes, and I could see the fire glowing there, he was close; very close.

"Cum in her mouth" I grated out finally. "While your son makes me cum all over his hard cock." I told my husband.

I shook and trembled as I watched the shaft of my husbands' cock throb, the neck muscles of the blonde working, trying to swallow his hot load. My pussy walls tightened as I saw a thick trickle of Dan's semen leak out the corner of the girl's mouth.

"FFFUUUCCCCCKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKK" I screamed as my body exploded.

Forget running down my thighs, I could feel my juices squirting out like a geyser as I soaked the sheets under my spasming body. The strongest orgasm of my life ripping through me as Eric slammed deep into my body.

Through every pulsing wave, Eric never let up behind me. Ramming into my cunt as my juices gushed out. Our son was fucking me without mercy, and my body loved every second of it.

My eyes locked once again to my husbands' as I felt Eric swelling inside my clenching pussy. I drove back, holding my ass tight against his hips, his cock buried to the root in me, I didn't want to miss a single drop.

"He's cumming" I gasped to Dan. When the first thick rope pulsed inside me, I swore I could feel it wash my cervix Eric was so deep. "Cum in meeeeeeeeeeeeeee" I wailed as my orgasm erupted into another wave.

Dan watched, as our son pumped his mother full of his hot, incestuous cum. I felt every pulse, every hot squirt as it coated my walls. I was clenching my thighs together around him, trying to hold his thick cream inside.

The pulses slowly faded inside my belly as Eric emptied his full balls into me. My pussy still rippled with after-shocks form the primal fucking I had just received. My chest heaved as I tried to refocus my eyes on Dan at the doorway.

As my ravaged body eased forward, Eric's cock slid from my pussy with an obscene slurping sound. While I lay face down on the sheets, Eric remained kneeling behind me. I watched as the young blonde slid off my husband's cock. A thick glob of Dan's cum clinging to her lips, even as I felt the mixed cream drip off Eric onto the cheeks of my bare ass.

"Why don't you take Molly to your room" Dan motioned to our son. "Your mother and I have some unfinished business to take care of." A smile crept over my husband's face.

I lay panting as Eric climbed off the bed. Taking her hand, he led the dazed girl from the bedroom. Molly, I dimly thought; that was her name.

I could only stare as my husband finished undressing standing at the bedside. His cock, usually deflated after his orgasm, was still rock hard and pointing straight out. I could even see the glisten of the blonde's spit clinging to the shaft.

As Dan rolled me onto my back, climbing between my now cum soaked thighs, a dim light sparked in the back of my mind.

Had he planned this? I looked into the eyes of my loving and adoring husband, seeing raw lust burning there. Could he have planned this entire weekend? I wondered. That thought vanished as I felt Dan shove his cock into my used pussy in one single stroke.

I dimly heard a young woman scream with pleasure through the walls of the house. The sound quickly drowned out by my own screams as Dan drove his cock into my cum soaked cunt over and over.

455 The Prodigal Son

FamilyGuy1963

Before anyone makes a comment about there being no Incest in this story -- remember patience is a virtue, this is only Chapter 1 and none of the players could be classified as virtuous. This is just the beginning, parts two and three are already mostly completed and should follow shortly.

Everyone in this submission is over 18 and a consenting participant.

I hope you enjoy, my aim is to please my readers, and so helpful comments are appreciated. Anonymous trolls who like nothing better than to add unhelpful and vicious remarks will be totally ignored and pitied for their small mindedness.

Chapter One: The Return

So here I was, back in my home town nearly eighteen years since I was thrown out of my parents' house and left to fend for myself in the big wide world. My family was the normal nuclear family consisting of my father, Alec who if I remembered correctly would now be 62, my mother, Julia who would be 57 and my sister Elizabeth who would be 36. I had no idea whether Elizabeth still lived at home with Mum and Dad; it seemed highly unlikely as she was probably married by now with a family of her own. My name is David Robertson, although my fellow Marines had christened me Robbie; I am now nearly 38 years old, almost 6' and weigh 15 stone or thereabouts. I have fair hair and blue eyes which I have been told can look like ice when angry.

I pulled into the hotel car park and, locking the car, strolled into the Reception. The guy behind the desk was happy to find a room for me for two nights and I gratefully signed the register and offered my credit card in prepayment. When the formalities had been completed I went back to my car and grabbed my overnight holdall; I decided to leave it in my room before driving to see my parents. I wasn't sure after all this time whether they would even see me, but I had thought it time I tried to bury the hatchet. None of us was getting any younger and my semi-nomadic lifestyle meant that I had no ties.

I wondered if they would even recognise me after such a long time. I had been just eighteen when they threw me out on my ear; I was now nearly thirty eight and after twelve years in the Royal Marines my physique had changed somewhat for the better. I was tanned from my many trips overseas to hot climates, my hair, once fairly long and black, was now just a military buzz cut that I had decided to keep after handing in my papers and taking up a personal security role that took me all over the world with a lot less danger and a lot more monetary rewards. But it wasn't just my physical appearance that had altered; my whole outlook on life had matured from the angry, scared and lost eighteen year old to the calm assured action-orientated person I had been trained to be. Despite my changed persona I had been considering and putting this day off for several years now; I was still unprepared for the difficult personal confrontation that was almost certainly going to ensue.

It probably seems strange that someone who had done several tours in Afghanistan and dealt with a large number of Somali pirates in and around the Arabian Gulf whilst protecting the shipping should worry about his parents, but my departure had been the result of such a spectacular family row and sheer anger that it left a lasting impression on my mind so that I never really managed to find any lasting or deep relationship with the many girlfriends that I had dated. However, my military training had installed into me that plans once made should be actioned immediately so I jumped into my car and drove the five miles to my parents' home.

I pulled up outside and left my car on the road as I walked up the drive exuding a confident air that I certainly didn't feel. I rang the doorbell and stepped back a pace to allow room without a direct confrontation. As I waited I looked around the front garden noticing that there had been a lot of changes over the years which knowing my mother's keenness for horticulture was not unexpected. I was lost in my own thoughts that I was startled when the door opened and a voice said "May I help you?"

I turned a found myself face to face with a complete stranger. My mother was now almost fifty eight years old, but this was a blonde thirty year old with a voluptuous figure that would give even a corpse an erection. "I'm sorry," I gasped, "I was looking for Mr and Mrs Robertson who used to live here."

"Oh they moved over five years ago I'm afraid." She smiled.

"Damn," I muttered, "You wouldn't know where they moved to by any chance?"

"I'm sorry; they had a postal redirection initially but that was with the Post Office. I do know they stayed here in Bristol, but I have no idea where." She shrugged her shoulders and my eyes were drawn to her bosom as it quivered delightfully under her thin summer dress. "I'm afraid your journey has been in vain."

"Ah well, it can't be helped. My parents and I lost touch a long time ago and I've been moving round the world a lot since then. I'm sorry to have bothered you." I reached my hand out and shook hers. I felt a small squeeze as she took my hand and smiled.

I turned and walked back along the drive to my car. I was stumped; I didn't know what to do. I sat in the car for several minutes trying to think of all the options I could take to find my parents when there was a tap on the driver's window. I turned and found the smiling face of the lady I had just been talking with. I let the window down. "Have you thought about the Electoral Roll in the Council offices? You should find them there as long as your parents haven't moved out of the area."

"Thank you, that's a brilliant idea. I hadn't got round to considering that." I mentally kicked myself; I should have thought of that myself.

"I could see you were looking rather lost. I wondered if you would like a cup of tea before continuing your search." She gave me another smile as she leaned in the open window, giving me a rather pleasant view straight down the open neck of her dress. "I feel a bit responsible; not knowing where your parents moved to."

"That's most kind." I opened the car door as she moved back a pace and I slid out and followed her back along the drive and into the house. I closed the door behind me and she walked into the lounge. I followed with my eyes glued to the sway of her hips and her beautifully firm calves highlighted by the white high heeled sandals she was wearing.

"Take a seat and I'll put the kettle on." She headed out. "Make yourself comfortable, it won't take a minute."

"No problem, I'm at a bit of a loose end 'til I can check the Electoral Roll as you suggested." I laughed. I examined the room as I waited, fascinated by the geometrical patterns that dominated the layout and decorated the walls. A complete change from my last memories of the house.

She walked back in a few minutes later carrying a tray with a teapot, milk jug and two cups and saucers. "You should have let me help." I protested as she bent and placed the tray on a small coffee table. Her action allowed her dress hem to ride up her legs and expose her thighs and the pleasurable fact that she was not wearing panties. I felt my groin reacting and I hurriedly crossed my legs to conceal the evidence of my arousal.

"I hope you don't take sugar," she laughed, "I don't take it myself and forgot to bring any on the tray."

"No, just milk is fine." I confirmed. "I haven't taken sugar in my tea or coffee for almost twenty years now." I watched as she poured two cups of tea and added the milk before sitting opposite me in one of the large armchairs. "I'd better introduce myself." I laughed. "I'm David Robertson, but everybody calls me Robbie."

"Pleased to meet you Robbie," Her voice had become a little husky, "I'm Sally-Anne Mitchell."

"I like what you've done with the room." I looked around. "It's certainly an improvement on my parents' choice."

"Well thank you." Her smile lit up the room. "I like it too, it's all my design. I work as an Interior Designer for a living." She took a sip of tea and watched me as I drank my hot tea straight down. "Wow, you must have been thirsty."

"Sorry, it's habit. You learn to drink quickly in my line of work."

"So what do you do for a living?" She put her cup back in the saucer and leaned forward, waiting for my answer.

"I own a private security company." I grinned at the look on her face. "Don't worry, I'm not dangerous."

"Wow," she gasped, "How did you get into that line of work?"

"After I left the Marines I wasn't really qualified for anything else. I was a sniper and explosives expert; not much call for either in civvy street."

"I thought you looked like an ex-squaddie. It was the haircut and the way you held yourself." She nodded to herself as I confirmed her first impression. "Are you married? Is there a Mrs Robertson?" She started to blush.

"Yes there is, but it's my mother. My occupation makes it difficult to settle down in one place; I tend to travel rather a lot, so relationships are usually brief. Ships that pass in the night." I gave a deprecating chuckle.

I heard her whisper, "I wouldn't mind being one of your ports of call," as she looked across at me. Her face was flushed and I could see her breasts rising and falling rapidly in her dress. "Sorry, that was very forward of me."

"No worries," I smiled at her embarrassment, "I'm really flattered."

She stood up and walked over to me and sat on my lap before I could protest. Her arms went round my neck and she snuggled against me as I instinctively put my arms round her waist; my hands just below her heavy tits, their warmth radiating through the thin material of her dress. "Would you like to check my personal security?" She purred into my ear, her breath tickling my neck. "It hasn't had a full inspection for a long time."

"Surely someone as gorgeous as you must a have a regular daily inspection."

"Not for a couple of years since my husband left me for a younger model." She whimpered.

"He must have been off his head." I grunted. I brushed my lips against hers and felt her tongue slide between mine, wet and demanding. Our kiss became more passionate as we exchanged tongues and our breathing became faster and hotter. I moved my left arm from her waist and cupped her breast, feeling the weighty soft flesh tipped by a very hard erect nipple. My right hand gravitated to her thighs and up under her dress. Her skin was warm and smooth and I was totally aroused as my hand travelled to her hips and down between her thighs. She really was naked under her dress and my fingers quickly felt absence of pubic hair and the wetness of her excitement.

"Ohhhhh yesss," she moaned in my mouth, "I need you inside me." Without breaking the ongoing kiss she got to her feet, dragging me with her, and quickly pulling the buttons open in the front of her dress and slipping it off her shoulders and down to the floor. She was now finally naked and looked drop dead gorgeous; what my troop would have designated as "totally fuckable."

We broke our kiss to enable me to strip, something she eagerly assisted me with; her eyes widening in disbelief as she pulled my boxers down and my thick cock sprang to attention. "Oh god, Robbie, I think you'll split me in two with that beast."

"I'll take it slowly," I groaned as she clasped my shaft with trembling hands.

"Oh no, baby, I want you fuck me to oblivion with this monster." She reached down further and cupped my balls. "Such a heavy weight," She purred, "I hope I can take your entire load when you cum." She sank down on the sofa where I had been sitting a few moments before and parted her long legs, displaying the full extent of her eagerness for what was about to happen. I knelt between her legs with the swollen purple head of my prick pressed against the distended lips of her labia. I leaned forward and kissed each of her nipples in turn, sucking them into my mouth and biting them softly with my teeth. She was wordlessly moaning as I continued to molest her breasts with my mouth and fingers, her hands were behind my head holding me close to her shaking body. I was so aroused I wanted to fuck her as hard as I could, but I wanted to taste her first, to cement her need for me. I slipped out of her hands and moved down her body, my tongue tracing my progress over her shuddering body until I reached her bare mound and the edge of her pussy lips. She jumped violently as my tongue penetrated her soaking cunt and screamed "YEEESSSS!!"

I continued to use my tongue moving between the folds of her labia and her clit, orally controlling her build up until she was incoherently thrashing about beneath me, whereupon I lifted my head from between her thighs and moved the head of my cock to replace my tongue. She went ballistic as I thrust my cock up into her tight cunt, her wet tunnel clenching my shaft as she orgasmed and squealed for more. I was happy to oblige her and continued to pump my prick in and out of her demanding body until I had to let go and my spunk boiled up out of my cock head and deep into her. I hadn't had sex for almost a fortnight and I continued to shoot load after load into her juicy cunt, painting her wet tunnel with my semen until I was emptied and she was full.

We continued to lie on the couch, locked together by my prick buried deep inside her; neither of us willing to lose the physical contact, even though we were both spent emotionally and sexually. At last I kissed her on the lips and very slowly withdrew my cock from her body. She moaned as she felt me finally slide completely out of her and she wrapped her arms and legs around me to hold me against her. "Mmmm, that was unexpected." She whispered. "But soooo enjoyable; I hope you want to do me again."

"If you've got nothing else planned, how about having dinner with me this evening?" I smiled.

"Only if sex is on the dessert menu," She giggled. "I have to have you fucking me like that again; it's been a very long time since any man eat me out like that."

"Sounds like a date then." I eased myself up and stood up looking at her naked body, a picture of absolute depravity, with my semen still oozing out of her open pussy and the final few shots spread over her belly from when we cuddled. "My god, but you look absolutely fantastic." I grinned.

"I'm sure I look a mess," she protested, "but a well fucked mess."

I looked at the clock on the mantelpiece, it was well after 17:00 hours (I still thought of time in the military mode). "I hate to love you and leave you, but how about I pick you up at 19:30. I need to get to my hotel and change."

"You could always stay here?" She sounded hopeful.

"All my stuff is at the Star Hotel; I've already booked in." I looked round and found my clothes scattered over the rest of the furniture. "I mean look at the state of my trousers, I can't take you to dinner looking like this." I picked up my crumpled slacks and held them up. "They're a bit of a mess, definitely not suitable to escort a beautiful lady."

I dressed myself and left her, kissing her gently as she still lay naked on the couch, half asleep after her several orgasms. "I'll see you later." I called out as I opened the front door and headed for my car.

Feeling far more relaxed I drove back to my hotel and parked my car. I headed in through the vestibule to Reception to collect my room key. I couldn't see the guy who had booked me in earlier, but a very attractive brunette was standing behind the desk. She filled the grey suit she was wearing like a second skin and I was admiring her figure when I realised she was speaking to me.

"Sorry," I smiled, "I was miles away." I looked at her more closely and she seemed vaguely familiar but I couldn't place where from or her name.

"I said, "Can I help you sir?"" She continued to look at me slightly puzzled.

"Oh yes, can I have my key please; Room 461."

She looked down at the hotel register and I saw a startled expression on her face. "Mr. Robertson?"

"That's me."

"David? David Robertson? Is it really you?" Her face lit up with a smile.

I didn't register my name for a moment; then I remembered nobody in town knew my nickname. "Yes, do I know you? Forgive me if we've met, but you do look a little familiar." I still couldn't place her.

"I'm Tess, Tess Barrett; Elizabeth' best friend from school. Where have you been? It must be twenty years since you left without a word to anyone." She was starting to babble excitedly and stepped out from behind the Reception desk and gave me a big hug that seemed to last forever. "My god, but you've turned into a handsome man; I can't believe it. I wasn't sure it was you at first, you look so different. Have you been home yet?"

"No," I managed to get a word in. "I haven't found where they live yet. I visited the old house but they moved five years ago apparently." I could feel her whole body pressing against me now and my cock, despite being recently used, had grown rapidly and was now very obviously aroused.

She felt it push against her belly and she purred softly. "You know that I really fancied you when we were younger. I was always very randy when I came round to see your sister. I wanted to strip your clothes off you and let you ravish me."

My brain was reeling as we broke apart. I'd just finished a couple of hours of pure sex with a woman I had never met before and now here I was with another whom I hadn't seen for ages being shamelessly propositioned for more sex.

"Can you tell me where my family is now living?" I asked, trying to deflect the conversation to safer grounds. "I'm going out for dinner shortly and won't be back until late, but I'd like to get an early start tomorrow morning."

"That's a shame." Tess murmured in my ear as she cupped my ass with a trembling hand. "You're even hotter than you were before you left." I, from nowhere, remembered this young girl who used to hang out with my twin sister. She had been a brunette and from what I could recall had quite a good figure; although her figure had blossomed during my absence and was now proving to be a huge distraction to my libido.

I carefully and somewhat regretfully took her hand and moved it away from my butt, noticing that she didn't wear a wedding ring on her third finger. "Thank you for that," I grinned, "glad to see I haven't been entirely forgotten." I managed to disentangle myself from Tess and stepped a half pace away. "If you could give me my family's address I'd be very grateful."

"How grateful?" She whispered seductively in my ear; then she giggled. "Sorry, but you are such a hunk now. Beth and I still keep in touch, we have a lot in common; I'll write down the address for you while you're getting ready for your date. I'll have it here when you come back down."

"Thank you." I gasped. "See you in an hour." I walked away, clutching my room key and pressed the button for the lift. I turned when the doors of the lift opened immediately and waved to Tess as she resumed her place at Reception. I took a lengthy shower and sorted out a fresh shirt and boxers to go with the slacks I had packed in my holdall. It was a warm evening so I decided to dispense with a jacket. Finally, feeling totally refreshed, I picked up my phone, car keys and wallet and made my way back downstairs.

Tess had the address ready when I walked through Reception. She squeezed my hand as she handed over the piece of paper. "Do you want me to call and let them know you're here? I've also put the phone number with the address, and my phone number as well."She added with a small smile and a look that was pure lust.

"No, promise me you won't call them; I'd prefer them not to know before I turn up." I was firm with what I wanted. "I don't want them to have advanced notice, they could well disappear to avoid a confrontation."

"Okay," she shrugged her shoulders. "I hope things turn out well for you all, although you might have a few surprises in store."

"See you later?" I wondered what surprises she was referring to.

"No, I'm off duty at nine o'clock, and I'm not back until tomorrow afternoon."

"That's a real shame." I patted her hand in thanks. "Hopefully I'll see you before I leave again."

"I do hope so." She breathed softly. "I really do. Good luck"

With that thought in my mind I left the hotel and drove my car back to my old home and a waiting Sally-Anne. I was not disappointed. She obviously saw me drive up because she had the front door open waiting for me as I walked down the drive again. As I stepped inside she appeared from the lounge and launched herself into my arms.

"You came back." She moaned between kissing me intensely on the lips. "I was scared you'd find your family and leave me."

"I said I'd be here at 19:30 and it's exactly that now and so here I am. When I ask someone as good looking and gorgeous as you to dinner I mean it." I held at arm's length for a full minute as I let my gaze roam over her luscious body. Sally-Anne had obviously dressed carefully, her green cocktail dress was short, very short; tight, skin tight in fact; and low cut. Her legs were bare and her feet were attired in black 5" stiletto heels. "Wow, you look fantastic."

"I tried to dress to impress." She giggled nervously.

"Well you certainly succeeded; beyond my expectations." I pulled her back into my embrace and kissed her passionately on her lips, our tongues playing with each other's.

She ground her hips against me and evidently felt my hard cock that had grown in my slacks. "Do you need to eat right now?" She moaned. "I've got something here that needs to be eaten right now."

"Who's a dirty little girl?" I smiled wickedly. "What on earth do you have in mind?"

"Me." She whimpered. "All of me; all of me all night."

"Wow, that's a culinary delight that's irresistible, especially when you're as hungry as I am right now." I picked her up in my arms and carried her upstairs while she kissed my neck and cheek. "Which room?" I grunted.

"Last on the left." She murmured.

"Used to be my parents' room." I smiled. "It's going to feel strange fucking in their old room." I paused for a moment. "By the way we're not going to be interrupted at any time are we?"

"No baby. I live alone now my ex-husband has left. The house was part of the divorce settlement." She giggled contentedly as I walked into the bedroom and laid her on the king sized bed in the middle of the room. She wriggled her hips and her dress immediately rode up to her waist, exposing her naked pussy that was already wet with anticipation at what she was about to receive. "Get your clothes off, baby." She begged, "I want to see that big cock as it comes into me."

"Sorry honey, but the soup course is always first on the menu. The meat comes later." I quickly undressed and knelt between her open legs. I bent down and slowly licked her wet crack, tasting her juices as her excitement mounted and she became ever wetter. She lifted her hips up and ground her pussy against my face, her throat making loud groans of appreciation as I kissed, licked and sucked her to her first orgasm of the evening. She screamed as she came, her whole body convulsing beneath me as she squirted over my chest and face until her eyes rolled back in her head and she collapsed into unconsciousness.

I stood up shakily, amazed at what I had just witnessed and concerned about how she had reacted. I need not have worried, however, as she quickly recovered although she was breathing erratically until she regained her senses. I smiled as she opened her eyes and said, "Fucking hell, darling, what did you do to me? I've never cum like that before."

"Best soup course I've ever tasted." I laughed. "I think I'll dine here again."

"My god, I never knew any man before who could do that to me. The job's yours if you want it; but I warn you, if you accept it's for life." She looked at me through half-lidded eyes for a long silent moment. "I want to suck your cock." She said deliberately emphasising the words "suck" and "cock". "I want to taste your cum, I want you to fill my mouth so that I can swallow it all and feel it sliding down my throat and into my tummy."

"Well, I think we have some in store." I laughed. "Would Madam like try a little right now?" I moved onto the bed and knelt both side of her shoulders, sitting back so that my butt was cushioned by the softness of her gorgeous breasts and my cock was standing upright in front of her hungry eyes.

She lifted her head off the bed and her tongue pushed between her wet lips and began to lick the pre-cum from the tip of my engorged cock head. "Hmmm," she whispered, "you taste yummy; I hope you have enough in store to keep me satisfied." She licked her lips lasciviously as more pre-cum dribbled out and she eagerly devoured that too. Once she had cleaned up she parted her wet lips and without delay sucked me into her hot mouth.

She gobbled my shaft like I'd never experienced before, and I'd had plenty of experience over the years. Her tongue was caressing me avidly as she bobbed her face up and down on my cock, sucking noisily as if eating an ice lollipop. I felt her taking my prick deeper with each successive move until she had as much as she could manage without choking. I decided to take over and clasped my hands on her head to hold her still as I started to thrust my prick into eager mouth. She relished being face fucked and I was quickly at the point of no return and my spunk exploded into her mouth, filling her more rapidly than she could swallow; the excess flowing out and down over her heaving soft breasts.

When I withdrew from between her wet lips, she licked all around her mouth, consuming the drops still clinging there before she used her fingers to scoop the plentiful supply on her tits and eagerly suck them clean.

I laughed at the expression of lust on her face. "You love eating my cum?"

"I love sex, any kind." She moaned, "My ex was never enough to keep me satisfied; one quick shag and he'd roll over and fall asleep, leaving me to play with myself until I could cum."

"Looks like you've got a new playmate to help you in your hour of need." I grinned. "So you slept around?"

"Occasionally," she admitted, "but not indiscriminately; I'm not a slut. If I had someone like you I'd be making love with you every day and night and never looking at another man."

I rolled over and got to my feet. "You're not leaving me already?" She looked as though she was about to cry.

"No baby, just need the toilet. I can stay for a while longer, but I need to get back to my hotel sometime before breakfast so that I can get changed before facing my family." She visibly relaxed and her head fell back onto the pillow, a big smile on her lips.

I was gone for no more than a few minutes before returning to find Sally-Anne playing with her pussy; two fingers sliding in and out of her soaking wet tunnel. She looked totally fuckable and I couldn't stop myself from grinning. "Who's a naughty girl then? Little girls who play with themselves should be punished."

"Ooooh yes; I'm a very naughty girl." She pulled her fingers out of her slit and lasciviously licked them clean. "Is my daddy going to punish me?" I shivered a little at the thought of her being into role playing sex. It looked like she had a daddy fetish and I wasn't about to spoil the party, so I played along.

I sat on the edge of the bed and stroked the inside of her thighs. "Does daddy's dirty little slut need to be punished?" I asked huskily.

Sally-Anne got to her knees and put her arms round my neck, nuzzling me with her lips as she purred, "All naughty girls should be punished. I should have waited for you to come back and not played with myself. I deserve to be chastised so that I know better in future and learn to be a good little girl for my daddy."

"In that case, come and lie on my lap while your daddy administers your punishment." I lifted her arms from my neck and pulled her round in front of me. She eagerly laid face down on my lap, managing to fondle my cock in the process, and her beautiful round pink globes were raised in readiness. I was totally distracted by her soft smooth butt and I began to caress her gently, stroking each cheek as she moaned softly. Then just when she was relaxing I smacked her firmly on each fleshy sphere.

"OOOhh, daddy." She jumped with the sudden shock of the change from fondling to spanking. "OOOhh, please punish your wicked little girl." I smacked her three more times and she moaned with pleasure.

"I think my little girl is enjoying this too much." I rubbed my fingers gently over her slightly reddened butt. I noticed that she was wriggling with bliss, so I slid my hand between her thighs and played soothingly with the engorged lips of her wet labia, producing even louder sighs of delight. When my fingers were wet with the juices dribbling out from her folds I slowly dragged them between her buttocks in the crack until they brushed against her puckered small anal opening. Sally-Anne trembled as I circled her tight back entrance.

"Hmmm, that's nice daddy. Do you want to put your daddy cock in my bum-hole?" She was even speaking in a little girl's voice.

"Have you ever had a dick in your ass?" I asked as I probed her gently.

"No, my ex didn't like sodomy."

"Would you like daddy to bugger your little virgin ass-hole?" I could feel her pushing up against my finger as I slowly slid inside her.

"I'm not really ready for that tonight." Sally-Anne admitted reluctantly. "I want to have you inside my ass, but I need to be better prepared, I think."

I didn't press her, as I was enjoying playing with her too much to ruin the atmosphere, and I withdrew my finger and moved my hand back to her pussy. She purred contentedly as I resumed my attention to her waiting aroused slit and her hips wiggled in satisfaction. "OK baby, daddy will save sodomizing you until you're ready for me. I think you need to get off my lap now, my cock needs some relief." I shook her slowly and she got up off my lap, grinning at the state of my arousal.

"I can see that. Let me kneel down and you can fuck me doggy fashion; I enjoy that." She suited her actions to her words and quickly knelt on the bed with her head on the pillow.

I looked in awe at her upturned buttocks and I pulled them slowly apart to reveal her tight brown star that was promised for later. I shuffled forward on my knees until my prick was lying between the folds of her pussy lips, coating the shaft in her plentiful juices. When I was satisfied that all was slick I quickly thrust the hard purple shiny head between her thick labia and up into her welcoming tunnel. This time I fucked her fiercely and with little regard for compassion; she was screaming for me to fuck her harder so I knew she was loving the change of pace and I continued to plunge my dick deeply into her willing cunt. Her walls were clutching me tightly as her orgasm built and I was unable to hold as my spunk boiled up out of my balls, load after load of thick seed being jetted into her.

I decided that a short nap was needed before I drove back to my hotel, so we held each other's naked sweaty bodies in a tight embrace as we drifted into the sleep of satisfied sexual exhaustion.

456 Relative Revelations

FamilyGuy1963

Relative Revelations is the result of a new story line insinuating itself into my brain. It needed an outlet and so here is the beginning - the other stories are still bubbling under and will emerge in due course, once this one is completed.

I lived with my Father, Mother and 2 Sisters in the West Midlands, about 30 miles from Birmingham in the countryside near to the local market town. Luke Barber, my father, was an architect and a senior partner in a local firm that did a lot of work for our county council. He was very fit, playing tennis and squash several times a week to keep in shape -- not bad for a 45 year old man. Natalie, my mother, was a housewife who also loved to play tennis at the local club where she also acted as the Social Secretary. She was 42, drop dead gorgeous, raven haired (which she wore long, half way down her back), curvaceous with a bosom that defied gravity, and legs that seemed to go on forever (and was the wet dream of every one of my friends who came to play computer games with me).

My oldest sister, Angela was a few years older than me at 22, and in her third year at Uni studying to be a doctor. She looked a lot like our mother and kept fit by swimming and until she left to go to Uni had been an active member of the town's swimming club. My other sister, Lucy, was just over a year older than me; she was 20 and had taken a job as a cub reporter on the town's weekly newspaper. She was the least fit member of our family as she had never taken to sports, except to spectate, but she was nevertheless as gorgeous as our Mother and her older Sister, with auburn hair that was as long as Mum's and again a curvaceous body that had been inherited from Mum. So that left me, Alexander, as the runt of the family. 18 years old and horny as hell. I played rugby for the school's second XV and played tennis like Mum and Dad in the summer. I was planning to go to Uni like Angie but wanted to study archaeology, preferring my bodies to be thousands of years old instead of the fresher variety my sister dealt with.

Thank god my last lecture had been cancelled; the guy had called in sick, so they sent us home early. I was looking forward to a few extra hours on my computer, although I hadn't decided whether to go for gaming or porn; it depended how I felt when I got home.

As I walked up the drive I saw my Uncle James's car parked in front of our garage. "Well there goes the porn." I thought to myself as I used my key to open the front door. I wondered if my Uncle had come by himself or whether Aunt Vicky had come as well; I liked my Aunt, she was as delectable as my mother and a blonde bombshell to boot. I decided that I'd go straight to my room and check in to see who was on-line before deciding which game to play before making my presence known to anyone who was around; after all I wasn't expected to be home so early. I could hear someone in the lounge as I walked along the hall and I hesitated for a moment. As I paused I glanced into the room to see if Mum was around when my jaw dropped and my feet became glued to the floor. I could see clothing thrown haphazardly over the couch and armchairs and I did a double take before I realised that what I could see was actually happening. My mother was on her hands and knees on the carpet; not in itself totally unusual, but the fact that she was naked and Uncle James was kneeling behind her and ramming his cock into her cunt was.

I had masturbated loads of times to dreams of my mother and what I wanted to do to her sexually, but apart from a few quick flashes of a naked breast or ass cheek I had never seen her fully displayed so wantonly. I hardly dared breathe as I watched the incestuous coupling of brother and sister reach its inevitable climax and Uncle James unloaded what appeared to be several streams of spunk into Mum's orgasming body. My Uncle was grunting heavily as he came and Mum was screaming "Fuck...fuck...fuck...me...Jimmy." They both collapsed onto the carpet panting and moaning.

I watched motionless as they finally pulled apart and Mum rolled over onto her back and kissed her brother avidly on the lips. My gaze travelled slowly over her ripe body, taking in her heavy bosom with the aroused areolas and hard nipples, her smooth flat stomach quivering still from the aftereffects of her climax and finally to her dark haired triangle above her engorged cunt lips, wet and shiny with her own juices and her brother's white spunk slowly dribbling out of her.

I could see that they both had their eyes closed as they continued to kiss and I realised I'd best not be around when they had recovered enough to notice what was going on around them. I stepped quietly passed the open doorway and ascended the stairs slowly, trying to make as little noise as I could. I crept along the landing to my bedroom and quietly let myself in, flopping onto my bed as my legs finally gave out. I couldn't absorb what I had just witnessed; my mother and father never argued, always seemed to be comfortable with each other and as far as I was concerned still in love.

So what the hell was she doing in the lounge being fucked by her brother?

I heard footsteps and quickly jumped behind the partially open door so that I wouldn't be seen. I looked through the crack and saw my mother and uncle walking arm in arm towards the bathroom. They were both still stark naked and Mum was holding Uncle James's semi erect prick in her hand.

My cock was rock hard as I watched the pair of them disappear into the bathroom, laughing and cuddling. I wondered how they would fit in the shower together; unless they were going to fuck each other again, a guess that was rapidly confirmed as I heard my mother moaning "Oh god Jimmy, you're insatiable; fuck me, fuck me again with this big cock."

I couldn't wait to bring my hard cock to an orgasm; I had to get out of the house before they found me. I ran out of my bedroom and down the stairs and out of the front door, closing it gently behind me. I stood for several minutes debating where to go; my two best friends from school were both tied up with the after school rehearsal for the end of term play put on by the sixth form; my on/off girlfriend was off to some pop concert with a boy band that I couldn't stand, so my options had become almost non-existent.

Aimlessly I walked passed the cars on the drive, angrily kicking my Uncle's tyres. I seriously considered letting the air out of a couple but angry as I was I knew there would be an enquiry and they would soon find out who had done it. So, I walked away and out to the main road and hopped onto the first bus that was going into town. I spent the following couple of hours in a complete state of confusion mixed with rage until I ultimately realised that I needed to return home and see what developed. I caught the next bus home and walked slowly back to the house with a growing sense of dread at what I felt would be some sort of confrontation.

I was relieved to see my uncle's car was no longer on the drive, so "in your face" confrontation was off the menu. I used my key to open the front door and listlessly walked into the kitchen. I paused again as I passed the lounge, my mind reliving my mother's naked copulation with her brother, but it was empty.

"Is that you Alex?" I heard my mother's voice from upstairs. She sounded happy.

"Yes Mum." I called back.

"Wait there, I need to talk with you." She still sounded happy. I was confused and very horny. My arousal increased dramatically when Mum bounced into the kitchen wearing a pink blouse that was half undone and a bright red short flared skirt. My arousal deflated just as quickly when I saw she was clutching my school bag.

"Shit." I thought. "I'm really in for it."

So I was gobsmacked when she put her arms round me and kissed me on the lips. "Err, hi Mum." I mumbled. "You smell nice." I was aware of her perfume as she held me close.

"You are a very naughty boy." She purred in my ear. "I found this school bag in your bedroom earlier, and I know you took it to school with you this morning. Have you been spying on Mummy?"

"N...n...no." I stammered; my face turning bright red with shame at being discovered.

"Don't lie to your mother, young man. I know it wasn't there when I made your bed this morning. You must have come home earlier and left it behind when you went out again. I thought I heard the front door earlier this afternoon, but I was rather preoccupied at the time and didn't pay it much attention."

"Well," I was forced to admit, "yeah, we were let out early and I popped in to drop my bag off and then went back into town to meet up with my friends."

"And did you see Mummy at all while you were here?" My mother was being unusually playful and apparently in a teasing mood. She was still holding me tight, and despite being uncomfortable with her questioning I felt aroused by her body and her scent.

"Perhaps you were in the back garden." I attempted to deny everything.

"I haven't been out of the house at all. I had plenty to do indoors." She was speaking, at least to my mind, with a lot of innuendo in her words. "I think you saw Mummy and didn't know what to do, so you disappeared quickly; am I right or not?" She caressed my cheek with her lips. "Don't worry, baby, you're not in any trouble, although I might be if you talk to your father."

"I won't tell Dad, honest." I groaned.

"Thank you, darling." Mum giggled softly. "Did you like what you saw? Did it turn my baby on to see his naughty Mummy getting a hard fuck from her brother?"

"Oh yes, Mum, it was really naughty." I breathed out for what seemed the first time in a long while. "Uncle James was really pounding you in the lounge when I came home. It was so erotic; you have a fantastic body and it looked like the porn you get on the computer, except that it was my mother having naked incestuous sex. That was the biggest turn-on I could ever have imagined."

"Do you often imagine your mother being fucked?" She was really turning me on by now; my cock was as hard as steel and she could obviously feel it pressing into her as she slowly moved her body, rubbing herself against me in what could only be described as a leisurely erotic dance. "Did my big son want to join in fucking his Mummy?" She was smiling as she ran her fingers along the back of my neck and up through my hair.

She kissed me again; this time her lips and tongue engaged with mine in a slow wet French kiss that nearly had me cumming in my trousers. I could only grunt my confirmation as her tongue stopped all hope of coherent words coming out of my mouth. She had dropped my school bag on the kitchen floor and was using both hands to tighten her grip on my body.

Finally she broke her passionate kiss and we both drew a deep breath. "Wow," I whispered, "that was awesome Mum. You've never kissed me like that before; it's incredibly sexy."

"I can show you more than that darling." Mum was breathing heavily and suggestively. "Would you like to see what Mummy can do for you?"

"Uhhhh," I gasped, overawed by her aggressive sexuality and animal lust, "I'd love to see just that, if you really mean it."

"OOOHHHhhh I really mean it darling." Mum kissed me passionately again, before continuing, "Why don't you come upstairs with me and let me show you?" She released me from her vice-like grip and grabbed my hand, pulling me out of the kitchen and up the stairs to our parents' bedroom.

I was overwhelmed; my libido was working overtime and my imagination running riot. I could not believe my wildest dreams were coming true, my mother was about to have sex with me. Reality suddenly kicked in and I feared that I was being led up the garden path; that someone was having fun at my expense. So as we hurried into my parents' bedroom I was anxiously looking around for anyone lurking nearby.

Mum was breathing heavily as she dragged me over to the large king sized bed. She suddenly recognised the hesitation in my behaviour and she paused. "Are you alright darling? You look worried. Am I presuming too much; when we were downstairs I thought you wanted me?"

"I did; I do. I really do, but it all seems too quick." I looked round to see if my suspicions were true but there appeared to be nobody else present. Just me and my luscious mother who was removing her blouse even as I showed reluctance. "I'm scared something will go wrong." I admitted.

My reluctance promptly vanished as Mum's blouse dropped to the carpet and she stood in front of me wearing just her short flared skirt and red high heeled strappy sandals. "Well, do you like what you see, young man? It doesn't make you feel weird, watching your very sinful and depraved Mummy getting undressed and showing you her body?" She laughed deliciously as my mouth dropped open in awe of her beauty. Her skin was lightly tanned and I couldn't see any tan lines on her heavy bosom. Her breasts were tipped with dark brown areolas, which in turn were tipped with prominent hard nipples that begged me to suck them. Her pussy was completely shaved naked and obscenely beautiful and desirable; begging me to fuck her.

"Mum, you look like a goddess, a very sinful and depraved goddess." I mumbled, using her own words, as my trembling hands removed my shirt and unzipped my trousers.

"Thank you darling, that's just what Mummy wants to hear." Mum's voice shook as my stiff cock appeared; her hand immediately going between her legs and fondling her engorged puffy cunt lips. "You are like a god as well; I didn't realise your prick was as big as it is. I can't wait to feel you cumming inside me. I love having sex."

"Is that why I saw you naked with Uncle James?" I was curious.

"Yes baby, your Uncle helps me out occasionally when you father is away like now; he's got a new contract to sort out and he'll be in Manchester all week. I hope that I can get you to do the same in future now I've seen the size of your dick; it's certainly bigger than both I've been accustomed to having in me." Mum pushed her skirt down over her hips and revealed that she was naked underneath as it fell to the floor. Her body looked perfect to my eyes, just as beautiful as I remembered it from earlier in the afternoon as she lay naked on the carpet in the lounge.

I stepped close to my mother and she held her arms open to enfold me to her palpitating tits and I felt my cock press against the softness of her tummy and the hardness of her nipples against my chest. I revelled in the sensations of our naked flesh together and almost unconsciously we fell backwards onto the bed our limbs becoming entwined as we started to giggle uncontrollably.

Gradually our laughter turned to heavy breathing and our lips met in yet another lustful French kiss. This time, because we were both naked and lying on her bed, our hands began to roam over each other's bodies. I had never felt such full soft breasts before and my fingers caressed and squeezed, first the plump mounds then the hard nipples that were begging to be pinched. As I concentrated on Mum's nipples I could feel her reaching down between our legs and clasping her fingers round my throbbing shaft and begin to slowly wank me. The feeling of her fingers sliding up and down my hard erection was driving me crazy, never having had a naked woman as beautiful as my mother doing something so intimate to me before. All the girls I had taken out on a date before had never let me get past a small amount of petting; the heavy version had always been off limits.

Unfortunately the lack of previous experience proved costly and before I could utter a single word of warning my cock exploded and the heavy load of semen splattered all over my mother's hands and stomach and thighs. "Oh God, Mum," I moaned, "I'm sorry, I couldn't help myself. I'll clean it up for you."

"Don't worry baby, Mummy loved to feel you cum like that. I could feel it pulsing up through your shaft and out of your cock head. I want to clean it all up myself; I'm a cum slut and love the taste." She suited actions to her words and raised her fingers to her mouth and slowly and seductively licked them clean. I rolled onto my back and watched as she continued to scoop up all the gobbets of my seed and swallow them avidly. Finally, when she had mopped up every last drop she leaned across and kissed me with her cum coated lips. "You certainly give a huge load don't you darling."She murmured. "I love the taste of you, better than your Dad's spunk by far."

"I've never tasted sperm before." I groaned. "Not even my own."

"Have you ever tasted a woman's pussy before darling?" Mum smiled salaciously licking her lips again.

"No, never had the opportunity." I admitted ruefully. "All my girlfriends didn't want me to go down on them when we dated."

"Well Mummy loves being eaten; would you like to see how it feels when you lick my pussy?" She slowly lay back on the bed and parted her thighs widely, beckoning me to lie between them and attend to her wet slit. "Mummy really needs to cum right now."

I scooted across her leg nearest to me and quickly put my head close to her fragrant pussy. She clutched the back of my head and pressed my face into her eager cunt. "Use your tongue on me baby." She whimpered. "Eat Mummy's pussy and make me cum now." I willingly lapped her engorged lips and tasted the juices produced by her carnal arousal.

Mum was soon writhing with a mounting passion as I, clumsily at first, acceded to her needs, my attention to the delicious crevice getting better the longer I kept going. Mum's response motivated me to double my efforts and she moaned her appreciation and started to jerk her hips as her orgasm started to build. I remained between Mum's thighs as she finally erupted with a massive orgasm and suddenly squirted her own cum all over my face and hair.

It tasted scrumptious and I licked her cunt clean as she slowly came down from her sexual high. "Sorry," she whimpered as she felt embarrassed by her reactions. "I don't normally cum that hard even when your Dad fucks me. You have a natural flair for oral sex if that is anything to go by." She giggled as she caught my head in her hands and started to pull me up to her face. "Your girlfriends never knew what they were missing. Why don't you come up here and kiss your Mummy?"

I moved my body up without lifting myself off her, until our faces were together and we could kiss each other. Mum loved the taste of her own orgasm and licked and sucked me clean with moans of delight as she did so. This whole sucking and licking and kissing was producing stimulation in my groin and very quickly the head of my cock was pressing against Mum's drenched slit. She felt it immediately and smiled with satisfaction; like a cat that's got the cream.

"Are you hard already baby? Are you ready to plunder your Mummy's body and cum inside me?" She said mischievously. "Mummy is ready for you to penetrate her willing pussy. I want you to fill me with that yummy semen you produce and maybe you'll knock me up. Would you like to be a father and give me a baby?"

"A baby?" I gasped, sitting up suddenly; the whole mood of the afternoon gone in a second.

"Yes, Mummy wants another baby, my hormones are working overtime and your Dad has had a vasectomy." Mum was startled at my immediate reaction. "I've just got terribly broody now the three of you have, or are about to fly the nest; all of you will be at Uni for most of the year."

"What about Uncle James; he fucked you earlier, won't he give you a baby?" I asked.

"It's always a possibility," Mum smiled nervously up at me, "but he's got a very low sperm count and can't even get your Aunt Vicky pregnant after five years, so although I enjoy having him fornicating with me I can't rely on him providing enough little sperm to do the business for me. You on the other hand..." She left the end of the sentence unfinished.

"So that's what this has been all about?" I slowly got to my feet. "You simply want a sperm donor, there's no love involved in sex with me?"

Mum realised that I was totally pissed off with the new scenario and slowly tears began to flow down her cheeks. "No darling, I really do love you and I want, no I need, a full physical sexual relationship with my big son and his cock. The baby thing is just a happy side effect; if it happens at all." She put her arms out to hold me and as I looked down at her voluptuous naked body my cock took control and stiffened to its full aroused condition.

I was taken aback by her tearful admission. "God Mum, I love you too; you just took me totally by surprise talking about us having children." I paused, "But if you really want another child I'll happily help you, even if," and I let my gaze move lasciviously over her ripe body, "it means fucking you every day until you conceive."

Mum suddenly realised what I'd just said and a huge smile spread over her face, even as she wiped the tears away. "Baby, Mummy will fuck you every single day even after you knock me up just so that I can feel that big prick pumping inside me. Don't think that pregnancy will stop me having sex with my lovely big dicked son."

I slid onto the bed alongside my mother and reached out to cup her nearest breast. I bent my head and gently kissed her nipple before transferring my attention to her other breast and its hard erect point. My erection was pressing into her hip as we lay together, she on her back, and me on my side.

"Sorry, I nearly messed that up for good, didn't I?" I caressed her smooth mound and found that her pussy lips were again thick and wet.

"I thought for a moment that I'd lost you darling; that you'd hate for the rest of my life." Mum held my cock in her soft hand and squeezed me gently. "But now I know you'll be my physical lover I just want you inside me, discharging lots and lots of your fertile seed in my body."

She held my cock more tightly and drew me onto her body, wrapping her thighs round my hips as she positioned the head of my prick back between her soaked pussy lips and guided me back to where I had grown from one of her eggs so long before. "All in baby," she moaned softly, "I want all of you inside me." Her hot sheath clenched round my shaft as I lanced into her, burying my cock fully in her impassioned cunt. She was drenched with her own arousal and I slid easily back and forth, each time sinking to the hilt and making her gasp when my groin collided with her mound. She held me tightly, not only with her thighs, but her arms around my shoulders as I sank into her warm, welcoming flesh.

She was grunting and groaning as I continued to piston my prick in and out of her pussy; her legs were locked firmly around my waist to give me better penetration and she regularly lifted her hips off the duvet, again to make sure she got the full length in her needy body. I paused for a moment to catch my breath after what seemed like ages and raised my shoulders up on my hands so that I could gaze into her eyes. She looked up at me as I loomed over her and she smiled, "Keep going darling, I need you in me; my body needs you in me. I need to cum on your big dick. Will you do that for Mummy?"

"As many times as you like." I grinned in turn as I recommenced ploughing my mother's eager vagina. She felt incredible to my prick, clenching me tightly as I approached my first climax. She felt my shaft begin to expand and she urged me to let it all cum inside her; her screams getting louder and louder as my cock rubbed her clitoris and g-spot each time I went into her tight wet tunnel. Finally my control broke and I let my sperm explode into her frantic ripe body. She climaxed immediately after the initial load hit her cervix and continued to buck her hips as load after load of my spunk squirted into her.

We collapsed in a sweaty limp mass of flesh, locked together by my pulsating prick stuck right inside the trembling walls of her luscious cunt. "Don't pull out;" my mother whimpered tremulously, "I want to feel you inside me as long as possible. I don't want to be empty again." That suited me fine, I didn't want to leave her lush mature body; my cock felt that it was where it belonged.

"I've never cum so much with anyone before." I panted. "It seemed like I would never stop pumping into your sexy body. I want to be inside you all the time."

"It felt the same for me." Mum smiled contentedly. "Your father has never ejected so much in me; you just blew my mind with so much semen. I've always loved sex, but I never knew I would get so much pleasure from my own lovely son's cock."

The words acted like magic on my slowly deflating cock and it rapidly grew back to its full thickness inside her. She giggled as she felt it growing and wriggled her hips in appreciation. "So did you like fucking Mummy's naughty pussy, darling?"

"Oh god, yes!" I moaned. "It was so exciting and erotic and so dirty as well. I still can't believe that you let me cum inside you."

"Mummy loves to feel a real man shooting his seed into her. It's something I've always craved since your grandad first shagged me when I was your age. We had sex every night for a whole month while your grandma was looking after her mother. Your grandad had a big cock like you; that must be where your size comes from, your Dad is nowhere near as large as you." She erotically clenched my cock with her pussy, squeezing the whole length and then relaxing. "Believe me, darling," she giggled, "It does make a difference when you have a massive cock fucking you to oblivion."

My prick had now returned to its pre-ejaculation level of sexual arousal. "Well, perhaps I should give you another trip to oblivion, just to make sure you didn't dream the last time."

"That's a great idea. We need to ensure I haven't been dreaming; but I might take some convincing, say a year or two?"

"Twice a day for two years? That's over 1400 fucks; I'm not sure if I'm up to that sort of schedule." I laughed.

"Oh, I'll make sure you are." Mum purred in my ear. "I've already got you hard for a second time in my pussy. I think you underestimate your prowess baby. So, are you prepared to fuck me into oblivion again?" She wriggled her hips beneath me and her cunt walls tightened around my cock.

I sighed heavily, "I suppose so, but I'd like it if you did the work this time."

"Oh baby, Mummy gets to ride your dick? Oh my god, your father never lets me take control." Mum lifted her head and kissed me passionately, tongues caressing each other's in unbridled lust. We rolled over, still kissing, and Mum got to her knees as I lay on my back. She lifted her hips until I was almost out of her pussy, then she slammed her body back down onto mine, taking my full length into her cum soaked tunnel. I remained transfixed as my mother exercised her newly found inner slut and continued to slam herself down on my cock with a frenzy that was at odds with her usual calm demeanour.

She came massively with her first orgasm of our second fuck, rearing up and screaming as she did. She slumped back onto my chest and whimpered wordlessly as her climax slowly subsided. Once she had her breath back she kissed me again and giggled as she resumed her pistoning on my erection. "Mummy's going to make you cum again." She moaned. "I need you to cum inside me again and finish me off."

She lifted herself up again and recommenced her riding my cock; this time she was more measured and deliberate. The passion was still there but it was controlled. I lay back and watched her magnificent bosom swaying in front of me, revelling in the exquisite feelings spreading out from my dick and my mother sliding her cunt up and down on it. She was watching me the whole time through half closed eyes and a small smile on her lips. The smile broadened as I reached up and cupped each swaying breast with my hands, pinching her nipples with my fingers and squeezing her soft flesh.

"I think I'm going to have to extend my trial period from two to five years." She panted. "One or two is never going to be enough. Do you think that's reasonable baby?"

"You could convince me you needed a lifetime if you insist on riding my cock like you are now." I grinned up at her lustful face. "I'm not going to last very much longer with a beautiful nymphomaniac fucking my brains out."

"So you do think I'm beautiful then? Your mother admits she's a nympho; any woman would be with a cock as big as yours on offer." She paused her riding my cock for a moment, suddenly looking very serious. "You know we can never go back to being mother and son ever again." She gazed into my eyes with a mixture of hunger and sadness. "We've crossed the biggest sexual taboo there is, we've committed incest. My friends at the tennis club would ban me for life if they ever found out I was fucking my son."

"I don't suppose Dad would be best pleased." I ran my hands across her body, feeling her shudder. "Nor would Angie or Lucy for that matter; but I can't stop now Mum, we'll just have to ensure that they don't find out."

"We'll make it work, baby. Mummy can't give up fucking this big dick. I love you like your mother, but I fuck you like my lover."

457 An Irresistible Neighborhood Milf

Spreadthoselegs

Hello, my name is Shoaib. I am 27 years old 6" tall guy and I am a huge fitness enthusiast. As for the people who have not read my previous stories, I was a friend of Palak Tiwari and I was fucking her mom the Indian television superstar MILF Shweta Tiwari. It's been a long time since I was enjoying with Shweta and she was in love with me how I use to satisfy her sexually. She used to take good care of me and she was letting me stay in one of her owned 3 BHK flat in Juhu. I moved to that flat in 2017 when I was in my third year of graduation. There were six buildings in our campus.

It was an awesome place, to be honest. It was a dream for many people where I was living for free. Now let's forget Shweta and move on to the MILF that I banged who was living in one of the other buildings of our campus.

It was dhuleti time in India (Festival of colors). I just knew my neighbor and a few other people from the lot of our apartments. On the day of dhuleti all the members of the society gathered to play a festival of colors but I was still asleep and that's when the bell rang 'Ting-Tong' and I came out of my peaceful sleep. My neighbors insisted me to join them in the society compound. I quickly washed my face and brushed my teeth and left to join them in the compound.

A lot of new faces were there, my neighbors were introducing me with them, and then when there were only a few left to be introduced, they introduced me to a fine dusky babe. Her name was Smita. She was somewhat 5"10 tall, slim but not skinny, had a nice pair of b cups. Her touch was pure bliss for me, I was awestruck, she wasn't the most beautiful babe I've ever seen but there was that something that attracted me towards her. Initially, I thought she was somewhat around 25-26 years old. When she turned around I had a clear view of her perfectly round 34" or maybe 36 " bootie through wet black track pants. We all enjoyed playing the festival of color for about an hour and all the time I wasn't able to take my eyes off her, we had a few wild stares between us before I went back to my home.

I thought, "that's as good as it gets." You know the feeling, after seeing Victoria's Secret commercial, browsing web, or gracing the cover of a magazine. You just think, for that make and model, it just doesn't get any better. That's how I felt upon seeing Smita. If anyone was a 10, for me, it was her. I'm not saying she was perfect, because I don't believe anyone is perfect, but her combination was the perfect combination for me. I've never seen a woman so awesome that she left me rock hard at first sight and trust me I've seen and dug into a lot of women.

I took the bath and quickly came out and searched for her on Facebook through the profiles of my neighbors, after a while, I found out her Facebook, and to my surprise, she was 38 years old and she was the mother of two teenagers. I was amazed at how she kept her body so well-toned, nobody on this god damn planet can tell that she was 38 by looking at her. I quickly sent her friend's request and went to have lunch.

I took lunch and came back to my room to sleep for a while so I can go out in the evening. Before going to bed I checked my mobile and my friend request was accepted. I decided to sleep for a while and chat with her in the night.

I came home after dinner with my friends and it was around 9 O'clock. I messaged her, "Hi"

She quickly responded and we chatted some in general things for a few minutes but I felt like the connection is not only from my side, she was quick to respond and she was not cutting off the chat like a married woman generally does in India and that's why I just straight-out asked her for her cell phone number. She was not a bit hesitant and gave me the number immediately.

Four months passed, we almost chatted every-day, I never missed a chance to compliment her body as well as her outfit every time I saw her in past months and so did she. Her husband was a quite fat and unfit guy and I had some thoughts in my mind that she was getting attracted to me but it was too soon to ask out her anything like that. I was just holding back.

One-day she called me in the noon, about 2 O'clock. I generally return to my home from college at around 1:45 pm. She asked me if I had lunch or not, I was about to prepare an Egg omelet but she said not to and said she was coming ours with some food.

I thought she might have prepared some special food that's why she is coming over to hand it over to me. Ding-Dong, the bell ranged. I went and opened the door, Smita was here with a bunch of dominos pizzas. was wearing a yellow T-shirt which was hugging her skin very tightly and pink shorts which were revealing her think beautiful dusky thighs.

"Hello, can't I come in?" She said because I didn't welcome her inside as I thought she was not gonna come in.

"Of course, of course, why not!" I said hesitantly.

She came inside the house and I closed the door, she started walking towards the living room and I was able to see her perfect ass-cheeks shaking from behind through her shorts. The mere presence of her was making me go gaga already.

"Wow! are you from a royal family or what? your house is god damn amazing." She said.

"No, no It's not my house," I said.

"Ohh! so you rented it?" She said.

"Actually yes, but I stay here on rent without paying anything," I said.

"Is it your relative's place?" She said.

"Nope, it's of TV star Shweta Tiwari and her daughter is one of my best friends that's why she is letting me stay here for free."

"Wow, lucky you."

"Indeed," I said sitting down on the chaise leaning my back on the backrest with my legs on either side of the chaise.

"Is it okay if we eat here?" she asked putting the pizzas on the chaise

"Ya, Sure," I said.

She sat opposite of me the same way I did, each leg on either side which revealed her thighs even further almost till her thigh joints. I was getting horny but I was being careful of not rushing things. We enjoyed eating chicken pizza while talking about some casual things. We washed our hands and she went to throw trash in the dustbin while I went back and sat on the chaise.

She came back after throwing trash and stood near me as I was changing television channels. "Stop, stop, let's watch this movie." She said. I was actually amazed as I thought she would leave after lunch but instead, she wanted to watch a movie with me. A whirlpool of wild thoughts started flowing through my mind.

Suddenly she jumped and set between my legs, her back facing me on the chaise, and pretended as if she is excited to watch the movie. I was confused about either she genuinely wants to see the movie or she is interested in me.

Resisting her was getting harder than ever. Her perfect round and wide butts were almost touching my thighs. I was wearing boxers without underwear. I was having a huge hard-on an inch away from her butt. After a moment of silence, I just gathered courage and decided to try my luck.

"Hey, do you go to the gym regularly?" I asked while slowly grabbing both sides of her waist.

"Ahhh!! Why do you think so?" She asked with a little bit of moan when I touched her waist.

"Because you have a beautiful slim waist and gorgeous round butt," I said while hardening the grip on her waist.

"Yes, I am a regular gym freak." She said while turning her head to look at me. She slowly leaned her head on to my chest, it was hot outside, cool inside the house due to the air-conditioner and it was burning inside my boxers. She slowly placed back of her head on my stomach and looked into my eyes. Although she didn't move a muscle, I think I saw her mentally shrug. "I hope you don't make me regret this," she said.

My mouth was so dry I could not swallow. I could not believe she had the same thoughts about me that I had for her. Later she'd confess that she was unable to think about anything else for the whole night when we met for the first time.

"Aren't you happy with your husband," I asked out of curiosity.

"Everything is okay between us but I cannot resist you, your body, your eye, your touch. I feel there is something between us, something that I want for a long time," She said.

"I felt the same the day we met, the mere touch of yours spread like a current in my body," I said as I planted a kiss on her lips and returned back to my posture again.

She was still keeping eye contact with me, I started playing with her waist and then her tummy. I slowly slipped my hand under her shorts, scratched her little bush very passionately. She closed her eyes surrendering to my touch. I asked her to get up and rest her head on my shoulder. She quickly adjusted as I said then I slowly caressed her clit making her moan slightly. I could clearly see hunger on her face, she must be missing this kind of lovemaking for a long time.

I kissed her left chick and the side of her lips before kissing and licking her left ear while I slowly slipped a finger in her love hole and my skin chilled when she shuddered. Her wet snatch was warming my finger. I pushed it in further and she arched her back from the pleasure, her tits were mouthwatering close to my face. I pulled out to smell my finger like the cork of fine wine, then sucked her juices off. She might as well have coated my finger with ecstasy. A slot machine in my head suddenly went off.

She lowered down her shorts as I entered another finger in her vagina. I couldn't believe how wet she was. She needed this as much as I did. "Harder!" she ordered me. I smooched on the side of her neck and dug deeper and harder in her vagina, I slipped another finger in, quickening the pace and she gushed all over my hand with a scream of relief.

"It's been a long time since somebody made me cum," She said.

"I will make you cum as many times as you want darling," I said.

After a brief pause, she got up, adjusted her shorts, and turned around to sit on my thighs facing me. While I held her steady, she lowered herself onto me she leaned forward and kissed me on the mouth for several awesome minutes while I caressed her naked thighs and groped her ass several times through the soft cotton material.

We broke the kiss and I said, "You were really missing this, aren't you?"

"Yes! I was, my husband is good at everything apart from the bed."

"Why me?" I asked her to know the reason why she chose me for this.

"Honestly, I kept this inside me for years, I was holding it back for a long long time but your tight muscular body and your looks, as well as attitude, blew me away. I'm not a cheater but you turned me into one." She said.

Hearing those words I lost all the control, I was so horny, I quickly took her T-shirt off and unhooked her bra before pushing her back and drubbed her on the flat part of the chaise. I lifted her thighs up and legs in the air to get up on my legs and took off my T-shirt. I flexed my body showing her pure masculinity like a lion shows its prey. My cock was ram straight inside my boxers. She saw that but didn't react. I leaned down and smooched her, her nipples hardened, and she could feel wetness seep from between her legs.

My lips swopped down on hers forcefully, my tongue sneaking out to trace her plumpy lips. I pulled her closer and the feel of my body against her body couple with the gentle bites to urge her mouth open drew a moan from her. I angeled my head and dwelled my tongue to get the beautiful sweet taste of her saliva. I deepened the kiss as she wrapped her legs around me for good three-four minutes.

She wanted me to keep kissing her but I forcefully broke the kiss as I vigorously kissed her left plump boob which sent a bolt of lightning throughout her body. My other hand was working on her right boobie, pulling her dark erect nipple, and giving her the sweet pain of sex. I slowly moved down and kissed and licked her belly while both hands were full of her breasts. I wrapped my arms around her already arched back and brought her face in front of mine and said, " You know, I wanted to feel your body from the first day we met, I just wanted you, there is something in you that is attracting me, it was lust at first sight but it was stronger than ever, I never felt before." and again we both started exploring each other's mouth for a hefty time.

I slowly moved my right hand from her back into her shorts and rubbed her asshole before planting my middle finger inside her anus, "Oh!God!" she murmured and initiated grinding her ass. My throbbing cock was roaring at her vagina to come out and get inside her. We made-out for several minutes like two true lovers waiting from aegis to get their hands on each other. She was gripping my body while kissing me like a python does to its prey.

We slowly broke the kiss, she went down kissing my neck while I rested my head on the chaise. She gave me some love-bites on the neck before her tongue started playing with my already hard nipples. She sucked them tenderly then moved on and kissed my abs, all the while I was chilled to my bones because of the pleasure, her touch, her aura had put me in some kind of frenzy that I never felt before.

She grabbed my boxers and slid them down slowly while I helped her by lifting my butt a bit. My majestic 8-inch piece of meat came out fully erected and ready to roll. Exactly what this sexy married, beautiful woman wanted was in front of her eyes.

"It's so big...your dick is so beautiful...so thick..." She said.

"Bigger than your hubby?" I said while smiling at her.

"No comparison," she said while making deep eye contact.

She gently grabbed my thick cock in her right hand. She slowly started stroking it. My body burned under her touch. Every caress left a mark of lustful greed as she squeezed her hands on my shaft. Her nearly cruel torture on my flesh grew dangerously teasing to the rest of my body. Her left hand joined the party as she started stroking my man-hood with both of her hands at the same time. I was in total control of her but I was enjoying every single moment of getting controlled by a beautiful MILF.

Smita gripped my stiff cock at the base, stretched her obscenely long tongue down to her hand, and then licked all the way up my throbbing shaft, slow and sloppy-wet and almost in a straight line. I whimpered and groaned. The sexy MILF then swung her tongue around my mushroomed cockhead, resulting in my whole body vibrating. She slid her smeared lips over the top of my bloated knob and sucked on it, I generally wouldn't get to the climax that fast but this time I thought for sure I'd lose it; that the whole wild, the crazy ride would end in an uncontrolled blast of white-hot semen before it'd even really started. But Smita -- bright as a nova, but oh-so blessed in the sex department -- sensed my impending rupture and slowed the flow by sliding her hand up my shaft, pinching me tight just under the hood. I dug my fingernails into the bed-sheet and willed the boiling sperm in my balls back down to a simmer. Smita grinned up at me from her glowing white teeth clenching my swollen cap, fingers circle-squeezing my shaft until my balls turned blue again. "Not so fast, baby, let me taste you a bit more," she said with a wild smile.

Smita looked so beautiful, naked, devouring my throbbing cock, as if it were the world's last porterhouse. I loved how her deep black hair danced on her back. I yelped in surprise when I hit the point of no return. It's like she just pushed a turbo button on her because her engine suddenly revved up. she gobbled me with the enthusiasm of a fag. I grabbed her wonderful hair with both hands and exploded in her mouth so as my whole body tightened.

"I'm cumming, take it out," I said as I tried to take my cock out of her mouth.

She tightened her grip and kept on sucking my throbbing cock ignoring my warning. I was amazed that an Indian babe wants it in her mouth. My first wad hit her like a shotgun blast, the way her head snapped back like whiplash. Well, that only seemed to provoke her more. I saw her swallow, then continue to pump my dick dry, moaning like a bitch in heat. I felt my second load coat her tongue and a third bounce off the roof of her mouth. Still, she fed the beast, not hesitating for a moment, eager for every drop. She was a miracle-worker! I never knew a total hottie was capable of such things. A moment later her whole body shuddered. Her lips still locked on my cock. Her eyes glazed over like she took a premium hit of some new super drug. The bowels of my soul coughed up my sixth and last squirt of cum. She pulled out to rest her lips on the head of my cock.

It looked like she was putting lipstick on, the way she moved her lips over the tip of my penis. Her tongue flicked out and cleaned the sperm around her mouth like a puppy fed too much peanut butter. I watched her eyes unglazed and her face settles into an expression of deep satisfaction. Her happy smile barely fit on her face. "You taste so good!" she told my penis, looking me in the eye. I found a swallower in a world of spitters. She looked up at me and moaned. No lie, my cock twitched against her tongue. For a minute or two, I just lied down on chaise as she cleaned up my cock.

She slowly climbed up and kissed my lips as I turned her over and we swapped our positions, now it was my turn. My tongue danced around her nipples before I nibbled them. A rush of heat travels down her core. I could see my touch was driving her crazy. I let go of her breasts and left a trail of kisses down her stomach. With each kiss, I was going closer to her core and I writhe beneath me.

She arched her back as I slowly took off her shorts, revealing her black panty. I kissed her foot along the arch, then kissed upward to her ankle. Her fingers stroked through the thin hairs above her cleft and she arched her back with a moan.

I kissed up her calf, taking a leisurely path and lingering on the way. Her scent drew me faster than her voice. The fresh, mouthwatering promise of heat and lust. It took all my will power not to push her thighs apart and feast on the wet heat between them. Teasing, moving from one thigh to the other, I was inches away from her core when her trembling fingers fisted my hair.

"Eager?" I said with a husky voice making her feel what's coming up her way. She raised her head as my eyes meet hers as I grab hold of her panty with my teeth. Too fast for her to comprehend, I ripped them off her. She whimpered as the cool brize coming out of the air-conditioner hits her. I blew down on her sex, making her writhe even more. I grabbed her legs and places them on my neck and scoot her closer to me. My eyes leave her and fall on her core. I licked her lips before softly, tracing from the bottom to the top of my core. Her legs tremble and her head falls back. I did the same motion a few times before my tongue parts her folds, and I started eating her up like she was my last meal. Moan after moan escapes her lips and she can feel a few of mine down there. The vibration almost drove her to the edge. But I knew what I was doing. Before she can have her release, I slowed down. I slipped a finger in and she almost broke down right then.

Smita reacted like she had been electrocuted, crying out and jerking away in one moment to push back for more the next. I held her captive, my arms preventing her from escaping the warmth suction of my mouth.

"Fuck," she cried out. "Oh, God! Oh, Shoaib, don't stop."

I had no intention of stopping. She held her breath even longer, gasping for air then holding it again. She was riding the cusp and I needed a hand free to push her over the edge. Slipping one hand out from around her thigh, I placed my palm under my chin and slid two fingers inside her. When her muscles clamped down, I paused and pulled back, teaching her she had control. She opened herself completely then, crying out as I began to slowly fuck her with my fingers. I swirled my tongue around the little bud trapped between my lips.

"I'm coming," she announced as her body trembled. "Yes! Yes, oh, please, oh, yes!"

I rode it out with her. She sat up slightly, her hands moving behind my head to hold my face where it was. When her inner muscles clenched around my fingers, I began to lick long, soft strokes from bottom to top in time with her insistent rhythm. She convulsed and shook with each pulse until they slowed. I kept licking around her sensitive bud until she stilled, at last, then I gently pulled my fingers out and placed one last kiss on her furry mons. My cock was again fully erect and was ready to rumble inside her.

"I can't move," she whispered, her legs splayed open and arms in a jumble on her stomach.

"Shoaib please!" she pleads, but it falls on deaf ears.

"What? Tell me." I breathe down on her sex and start flicking her clit with my tongue.

"I need you." she breathes out loudly.

"What do you need?" I asked huskily, my voice full of lust as much as her.

"I need you inside me." she finally breathes out, not standing the torturous teasing anymore.

I stood up with the chaise between my legs while the dusky beauty lifted both of her legs in the air.

She can feel my throbbing member at her entrance. But I didn't push myself inside her yet. No. Instead, I grabbed my cock, and with the tip of it started gliding it up and down her clit. Her eyes were down, paying close attention to what I was doing, I was looking at here from time to time. I liked to see how it affected her, and damn it I could see on her face that it was driving her insane.

"Sho-", before she can even finish, I dived inside her. I stretched her to the max. There was a slight discomfort before she got used to my huge meat piece. Slowly I start moving in and out. I was giving her time to adjust to my girth. Soon, the discomfort is gone, and she was begging me to thrust faster. I eagerly complied. With each thrust, I could see her getting closer to the edge. She was close. But I don't want this to end so I slowed down the pace to almost nil. Her pussy was buttery smooth. It was the time I thought to do my signature move, I took my penis almost out of her vagina and for a half a minute I only pumped my cock head inside her twat. Finally, when she got too calm I banged my all eight inches inside her without a warning.

She screamed like a little bitch, almost cracking the glass windows, it was painful but I do know women like it. This is how a man shows women my dominance. She was about to say something but before she could I did it again and again and again and the only thing she can do was to scream like a little pup. The sound that came when our bodies collided each and every time was making me more and more horneir. I kept thumping her with my full gym body strength. I was showing her what is the difference between her husband and me. I kept pumping her with the full-throttle while I grabbed her boobs tightly.

Eventually, she was riding that edge again, her body slick with sweat. She pulled me and started smooching me, I kept on pumping her harder and harder.

"I'm so close, don't stop" Smita whispered.

She started shaking, she arched her back. She was lost in it. She kissed me even more passionately. She wrapped her legs around my waist, she planted her nails in my back, muscles inside her pussy clenched my cock and the dam broke, her walls contracted and burst all over my cock. The hot stream of juices flown through her love-hole on to my cock and all the way on the chaise. I still kept pounding her for a little while until I was out of strength and I collapsed on top of her. The bliss is evident on her smiling face.

"This was magical," She said breathing heavily.

"You sure are a hell of a package, babe," I said with a light laugh.

She was laying on the chaise beneath me, she gradually moved her left foot from chaise to the ground. I was still fully charged as I lifted myself. Her other leg was on the chaise, knee bent, leaving her womanhood openly exposed. I lowered my mouth to her sweet wetness again.

When she felt my tongue part her swollen flesh and begin making long sweeps from her opening to her clit, she relaxed into the chaise cushion with a moan she couldn't suppress. Gone were any thoughts about the neighbors, the storm, I nearly caught her pleasuring herself or anything at all really. She was lost in the sensation of my tongue caressing her most intimate places. She had been aroused so much that my touch brought shivers of pleasure and relief so intense that there was no fighting it. Her hips lifted to meet my mouth and she shifted slightly on the chaise to lay more comfortably. She opened her legs and exposed herself more to me. She felt my hands slide under her to cup her ass and hold her to me. God, I wasn't going to stop any time soon. She was almost unaware of her hands moving to play gently with her nipples as her hips began their familiar easy thrusting motion. She just couldn't hold still...I made her feel so good. My tongue explored every fold of her, licking from her clit to her opening and back in seemingly endless rounds of pleasure. When she felt me probe her opening with my tongue, she pressed toward me, encouraging me to taste as much of her as I could.

I tighten my hands on her ass as I held her to my hungry mouth. my tongue made another quick trip up to her clit, and then slid past her opening and down toward her anus. She had a fleeting thought about the nice soak she'd had in the tub and surrendered to the pleasure of my tongue teasing her ass. I was way beyond careful planning now. I wanted to eat her alive. I loved the taste and smell of her. When I heard her moans of pleasure, saw her hands moving to tease her nipples and felt her hips begin their easy thrusting I knew that she was beyond stopping, too. I relished the feel of her smooth skin on this tongue. God, she was so wet. I buried my tongue inside her, feeling her press into me. She was so sweet and clean, I just wanted to have more of her.

I gave her cult a quick lick and then ran my tongue past her opening and down to tease her anus. She moaned and bucked with increasing abandon as I licked and probed. I knew what she liked, and was gratified when she began to thrust more urgently as she climbed toward her climax. I shifted my attention back to her clit, closing my lips around it to suck gently. My tongue lapped over the hard little button in my mouth and soon I felt her stiffen. Her back arched and her breathing became ragged. Her hand came to rest on my head — her signal to keep doing what I was doing because she was going to cum. I held her to me, her gasps and moans filling my ears, blending with the wind. When her breath caught in her throat, I pressed a little harder with my tongue and she began to moan and shudder as the waves of pleasure broke over her. She thrust against me with each pulse of pleasure and I stayed right with her until she began to relax and come back to earth.

Before she had time to gather her wits, I moved to lean over her and kiss her with lips still damp from her sweet juices. Her hand reached for me and found my hard cock, caressing it lightly through the fabric of my boxers. Her touch was gentle despite the passion raging through her. She knew just how to drive me crazy. I eased the back of the chaise to a more horizontal position without breaking the kiss. I groaned into her mouth as I felt her hand slip between my legs. I continued kissing her, loving the feel of her hand on my cock and her lips on mine. When I couldn't stand it any longer, I broke the kiss and forced her to scoot over and make room for me to lay next to her. It was a tight fit, and she moved to lay nearly on top of me, leaning down to kiss me deeply. I nudged her with my arm to coax her into straddling me just in front of my raging hard cock. I felt her wetness on my lower belly and my cock throbbed, bumping insistently against her ass. "Put it inside you" I murmured against her lips. She reached around and guided me into her warm wetness.

She slid slowly onto my hard cock, feeling every millimeter as I entered her. She was as eager to have me inside of her as I was to be there. She sat up in order to take every bit of me into herself. my hands slid over her shoulders, dislodging her robe, and moved to cup her full breasts. As I teased her nipples, she began to move slowly on me, savoring the invasion of my hard cock. The stimulation to her nipples made her clit throb and she moaned with the pleasure of every movement.

She was transported to a place she'd rarely been in all her years as a woman. Her whole world narrowed to the boundaries of her body and the pleasure building inside her. Time seemed to stand still as she lost herself in the feeling. We were as intimate as possible. Her eyes were closed as she moved slowly on me, grinding down to send ripples of pleasure up from her clit. I could feel the warm wetness where our bodies joined and I knew that most of it was hers. The silky warmth wrapped around my cock alternated with brief moments of coolness as the wind found the moist places. There wasn't even the slightest pause in her rhythm as she rode me. If anything, her movements were increasing in pace and urgency. I looked up at her, and the sight took my breath away. Her head was thrown back and her eyes were closed as she focused on the pleasure she was feeling. Her nipples were rock hard, partly from my attentions, partly from the wind of the air-conditioner. Suddenly the sky darkened up, It was as though Mother Nature was rising to an explosion of her own along with the two of us. The thunder was pleasant rumbling and not loud cracks as it started raining slowly.

Her hands rested on my chest for balance and I felt them tense as she began to move more quickly on my cock. I loved it when she grabbed onto him as her pleasure grew. She got hit with an intense orgasm, I could feel her muscles clenching on my cock as her body vibrated and the waves of ecstasy came out flowing through her love hole, she would suddenly realize that she was gripping my chest and apologize and ask if she'd hurt him. She never could seem to understand that I felt like a king when making love with her made me a bit wild. I just grin and tell her that it didn't hurt a bit even if I ended up feeling a bit bruised for the next two days. The small pain was always a pleasant reminder of our passion. At the rate she was going, I was going to have a reminder of this adventure for a bit longer than normal. I wasn't sure if I've ever seen any of my sexual partners reach this level of abandonment.

My hands moved to grip her hips as I began to thrust up to meet her. I could feel my balls tightening as my own orgasm began to build within me. She was riding me hard by now, her breathing ragged, her heavy breasts bouncing each time our bodies met with a wet slap. I gripped her hips to keep her from dismounting and began to thrust into her with hard, deep thrusts. It took all of five thrusts for her to surrender to our mutual passion. Her eyes closed again and she leaned forward a little, making it easier for us to shift to a fast rhythm that would carry us both over the edge. She bucked back onto me, our bodies slapping together, both of us groaning with pleasure and panting with effort.

Her pussy muscles clenched and loosened spasmodically, she was out of control, quivering like a jack-hammer. I kept pounding her until she was out of her juices. She looked into my eyes before she collapsed all her weight onto me. Her body, built for sex, slack, sweat-slicked and pale. I hugged her tight while planting a sexy kiss on her right cheek.

She knew I was still hard and it was far from over, after a minute or so she regained her strength and lifted herself up as my rod popped out of her hole, moving herself at the end of the chaise, sitting at the edge of it, near my feet. She leaned forward as she slurps my cock head with her tongue, tasting her own pussy juice.

She moved closer, shifting her grip to the base of my cock and taking me into her mouth. I made a soft sound, the switch from the pressure of her hand to the warmth of her mouth was making me flinch. She sucked me gently, giving me time to adjust, letting me go long enough to lick and kiss her way up the thick shaft and run her tongue around the rim of the circumcised tip. She lifted her head to look at me, teasing me with her tongue before sucking the length of my cock back into her mouth, as much of it as she could take. She moved her head, pushing me to the back of her throat and breathing through her nose to keep from gagging. My breathing changed, becoming fast and uneven. My hands fisted in the sheet and she wondered if I was reluctant to touch her. She increased the pace, her hands and mouth were in full synch. I felt I was nearing my edge but I didn't want it to end this early. I forcefully pulled my cock out of her mouth and told her to turn around.

She quickly turned around, her ass close to my ass, I quickly slurped my tongue on her pussy lips as I stood up on my feet, chaise between my legs and so does she. She was on all four except not on her knees but feet, something like standing doggy but her hands on the chaise. I rubbed my cock on clit for a while and then spat on it for smoother motion, I stroked my cock several times, each time rubbing her clit. I gradually inserted my tool inside her hole again.

I started to doggy fuck the horny wife. My balls were aching from being hard for so long, and I had to let myself go inside this sexy woman. I began pounding her body with no regard for anything but my own pleasure. I grabbed her hips and began pumping her hard, slapping my heavy, cum laden balls against her clit, stimulating both of us every time we heard and felt them slap her with a thud. "Smita, I love your ass, round and beautiful, I want it so bad." I was fucking her as fast as humanly possible. I thought she was going to pass out from pleasure she began to moan so loudly. I moved a bit closer to her so I could pound her deeper, letting my balls now slap her pussy lips. She somehow got one of her hands-free and was rubbing her clit as I pounded my cock deep into her. I was easing it all the way out to where the tip was just penetrating her and then jamming it balls deep into her tight cunt. She had begun to moan and quiver constantly. I could see her whole body shaking and her toes curled up underneath. I could not hold this off anymore. I began to feel my balls pulse and began to pump my seed deep into this woman's gorgeous cunt. My cock pulsed time and time again, just unleashing tons of my cum inside of her as she moaned feeling my hot cum filling her up. I lost my sense of reality from the intense pleasure this woman was giving me. I felt like I was in a state of euphoria. I could not pull my cock out of her because I could not move my body, but I could feel myself running down my balls and her pussy from the overflow. I grabbed her by her around her chest and pulled her closer as we sat down on the chaise, my cock still inside her, throwing seeds deep into her cervix.

"God damn, you are made to be fucked, your body is made to have sex, I can't get enough of you," I said while kissing her shoulder. She moaned at first and said, "So does your cock, I wish I could keep it inside forever."

Cum was dripping down on my balls as well as thighs. The chaise was already a cum-dumpster mess, I asked her to join me for a bath. We walked our way and entered the bathroom. I had a 2 side glass shower encloser in the corner of the bathroom. We went inside as she flipped the shower tap. The water began to run through her goddess-like body. She cleaned herself up while I watched her, stroking my semi-erect cock. I gradually cupped her tits with my hands as I entered the shower, pressing my lips on to hers. Slowly moving my hands from her boobs to her ass, pulling her closer. Her breast on my chest, nipple to nipple. Our tongues dancing with each other, I squeezed her butt cheeks and spanked them as we kept making out like a mature couple. She broke the kiss and said, "Would you like me to wash you too?"

"Please," I answered.

I wasn't still fully erect, but I was as excited about the reciprocation of her bathing me as I was at the thought of making love to her. She took the washcloth and began to wash me, first rubbing the cloth gently on my chest and working up toward my broad shoulders. After washing each shoulder she used the cloth to soap up each one of my arms. Then she rinsed the washcloth into the water, then reached down to start washing my thighs and then knees and calves, being very determined not to touch my penis yet, teasing me to the core.

She asked me to turn around and started rubbing soap on my back moving down to my butt, she played with my ass-cheeks for a little while before slowly rubbing her soapy hands on my plump balls. I moaned a little as she played with them then gradually she stood up and grabbed my cock, putting her chin on my shoulder she stroked it slowly. In a matter of seconds my cock grow full hard once again, her touch was driving me crazy.

Oh, my god, I was going out of my mind with lust. She touched just the tip and made a small subtle swirling motion with the tip of her finger at the very top of the head of my penis, It felt like I was on fire, She let out a tiny giggle as she was enjoying the power and control that she can exert over me. She again grabbed my cock and started stroking it harder while planting a smooch on my right shoulder. A moment passed and she said in my ears, "Seems like you are ready for another round.

I turned my head towards her and kissed her lips and said, "let's swap the position sexy."

She moved in front of me, her back to my face. I rubbed my cock onto her clit as she bent her knees a bit for better access. I was almost delirious from the heat in the room, the water, the steam, her body, our passion. She grabbed my swollen cock from between her legs with her right hand and guided it inside her love hole. I entered her very slowly but pleasurable that we both almost cry out in absolute bliss. I slide into her as deep as I possibly can as she rested her hands on the glass wall. Neither of us wanted to move just yet. We just stayed in that position for a few moments languishing in the feeling of me inside her, filling her up, and she completely enveloping me in a perfect union of flesh and lust as if her very soul was attempting to embrace me.

This is when she slowly start to wiggle her hips and began to move up and down on me. It is a combination of the water and her own wetness that enhanced our every push and pull, allowing us to slide so perfectly together, in and out, back and forth. The rhythm of our lovemaking was deliberate, yet intense. Sweet, and damn scandalous, as we began to increase the speed and pressure of her ass-cheeks grinding down onto me.

A minute or two passed, I was having fun of my life but I wanted to kiss her so bad. I forcefully turned her around and kissed her like a hungry vampire. I drubbed her back on to the wall and pulled her ass closer to me. I spread her legs and plunged my cock inside her, fucking her from the front without breaking the kiss.

I was into an animalistic state, I pulled her body even tighter. Her hands clutching at my neck and the back of my head. We continue to kiss sporadically through our act, but our labored breathing and the fluid motion was making it harder to concentrate on anything other than the lustful act itself. The moment was so sexy. Her arousal was already near its peak again. I could feel it coming. I lifted her with both hands on her asscheeks and started fucking her as fast as humanly possible. After a minute of wild fuck she bit my lower lip hard, I gave her one final push. She vibrated hard, tightening her vagina around my cock, as if to extract the orgasm from me forcefully. I kept her in the same position while making out with her until her orgasm subsidized.

She was exhausted from the hardcore treatment but knew I was far from over. I slowly put her down. "Come here," she said as she walked towards the toilet seat. I turned the shower off and went behind her. She sat down on the seat. She held my cock in her hand and then leaned forward taking it in her mouth. I gasped as her lips passed over the head, her fingers pulling back the foreskin exposing the glans which her tongue danced around sending shivers of ecstasy up my spine. She moaned heavily with my cock inside her mouth, sending vibrations reverberating through my shaft and her wet tongue expertly sliding around my throbbing cock. I was in heaven.

Suddenly she stood up and forcefully made me sit on the toilet seat. She turned around, her ass was right in front of my ass, twerking it she asked me to spit on her pussy lips. I spat a huge load of saliva on her clit. She grabbed my cock and guided it inside her tunnel. Her dusky asscheeks started jumping up and down. The motion was smooth as silk. She increased her pace, each thrust feeling better and better.

"Cum inside me again Shoaib," She whispered.

She lowered her upper body as she put both of her hands on the floor for better penetration. She was doing it on a maniac pace. The sound of our bodies colliding was all over the bathroom. I groaned as I felt my balls clenching. As if on queue, she began quaking again, and her orgasm hits her with the force of a moving car, both of us feeling as if the whole room is about to explode. I shot my entire load into her, letting out one final gasp, as she shook with each and every throbbing push into her, making her bite down her lips before screaming hard. We slow our bodies as the waves subside, she lifted herself as she sat in my lap, my cock still inside her. I held her tight with my hands around her waist, still, on fire from the heat of our lust, both of us completely spent, satisfied beyond words.

"You gave me, without a doubt, the single greatest orgasm that I have ever had," I said.

"And you did the same to me, handsome," She said.

We sat there for a while enjoying our first fuck. She slowly stood up and went away in the shower again, later I followed her too. "I gotta go soon," She said.

"I wish you can stay here," I said with a smile.

"Don't you worry, it's just the beginning babe," She said as we kissed.

We came out of the bath, dried ourselves with the towel. She was wearing her clothes while I was still naked, lying on the chaise on my back. She wore the clothes and took her stuff. She came near me, leaned forward, and kissed my lips, and then the tip of my cock.

"I'll be waiting for you," I said as she was walking out of my flat.

She winked at me and gave me a flying kiss as approval before leaving my house.

458 Panties, Pantyhose and Mom

Rabbitman55

I'm an 18 year old guy who loves women's lingerie. I don't like to dress up in them, but it turns me on to see a woman in stockings, bras, negligees...and especially panties and/or pantyhose. Who knows why? I'm sure a shrink could explain to me, but I'm not hurting anyone. I don't peek at women, don't force any to indulge my fetish. I like what I like. I'm not apologizing for it.

I'm Gary, and I'm a senior in high school, starting college in a few months. I'll be staying home for school because it's not only very inexpensive, but it also has a killer chemical engineering program, 5 years for a full Masters degree. It's a steal.

I live alone with my mom, Janice. Dad left when I was 6, said he didn't want to be married or raise a kid, so he took off, and good riddance. We've never heard from him since and we don't care where he is. My mom is a tax lawyer, which was part of the problem because during tax season, she had to work long hours, and as dad said "he didn't get married to be left with a brat to raise." He told her either quit or goodbye. So, goodbye.

Mom, thankfully makes a good living, but we're not rich. She could have afforded to send me to a major university, but I figured I could still get a great education and save her a significant part of her savings. Before I get into my story, some details about us.

I'm dedicated to mom, but not a momma's boy. I date, sometimes get lucky with a girl, sometimes not so much. I'm 5'11", brown hair, hair on my chest, nice body from playing soccer and swimming when I can, and a healthy 7 inch and thick cock. I won't be in porn movies (like I would!) but I've got nothing to be ashamed of. Not shaved, no tats, no piercings.

Now mom. She's 5'5", brunette hair that's cut short and cute. She's 40, nice curves but not fat, with nice legs, 38C breasts and 38 inch hips. Her face is lovely, nice fair skin. Most men think she's sexy and I know she could be dating a lot more than she does.

We're very open with each other. She let me know from puberty that I could always, no matter what, come to her if I had a problem, got in trouble, questions about anything (including sex), and if she couldn't answer, she'd find out the answer or find someone who could help. She taught me the facts of life when I was 11 and taught me the importance of respecting women and respecting myself.

We share a nice condo together and share the chores as well. I've even learned how to cook some things. Like most boys, I'd thought I'd never want to cook ("women's work") until mom told me once that someday I'd be living on my own, possibly on a tight budget, and it's a lot cheaper to eat well if you cook it than it is to order from restaurants every night. It stuck with me, and over the years I've picked up some things here and there, like roasting a chicken or a pot roast, grilling steaks and fish etc. I'm getting pretty good at it. And it helps mom when she has to work late or from home at night, which is pretty much every night from January through April.

Anyway, the condo is nice but not huge, and there have been times over the years I've seen mom getting ready to go to work or to go out, seeing her partially dressed in her bra, panties and pantyhose. Mom or not, she's a very attractive woman and teenage boys can get a boner when the wind blows. Seeing her like that, with her almost flat tummy and very womanly curves filling out her underwear, with some makeup on her pretty face, would inevitably get to me. If she left before I did, I'd furiously beat off to relieve the pressure in my balls before heading out to school or whatever I was doing.

I got to the point where, when I had a girlfriend or a date that ended in sex, I'd sometimes ask the girl to show me her panties, let me fuck her in them, maybe rub my swollen dick on her pantyhose for a bit. The reactions were varied, from being very interested in playing along down to "what are you, some kind of pervert?" Those reactions made for bad nights, coming home with blue balls and the fear the girl might tell everyone in school.

One such night, I came home really aching in my groin. I could barely walk upright when I came in the door. Mom was sitting on the couch, enjoying a rare quiet evening, just vegging out watching a movie. She hadn't expected me to come home so early, knowing I was on a date. She also noticed I wasn't walking quite right.

"Gary? What's wrong? Why are you home so early? And why are you walking funny?"

Being open about things with your mother is one thing; telling her your date ended in a little humiliation and blue balls is another.

"I'm ok, mom, we just didn't have a good time together, so I came home early, ok?"

"Really? You've been out with Linda a few times; I thought you two were hitting it off."

"Well, we didn't tonight. If you don't mind, I'm just going to my room. Goodnight mom. Love you."

"Wait a minute there. Freeze." She could have such a commanding voice when she needed. "That doesn't explain to me why you're walking bent over like that. Did she...hit you, there, in your testicles?"

"No mom! Nothing like that! I swear! Can I just go to my room, please?"

She was quiet for a moment, eyeing me closely, and said "Fine. Go ahead, and just look after your "problem". She was definitely no dummy, and she probably suspected what my "problem" was though not the cause.

Half an hour later, my "problem" dealt with, I was stretched out on my bed, proofreading a history paper I was working on on my laptop, when there was a soft knock on my door. "Gary, can I come in for a minute?"

"Sure mom, come on in."

She opened the door slowly, peeking around the door, as if to make sure the coast was clear, that she wasn't interrupting "something". She then walked in smoothly. "May I sit down, honey?"

"Sure mom, what's on your mind?"

She sat at my desk, facing me, and said "Gary, honey, I'm pretty sure I know why you were walking funny when you came home. I'm not exactly unfamiliar with men and their biological functions" she said with a wry expression.

I turned maybe three shades of red. "Mom, do we really have to go there?"

"I just want to make sure that you're not hurt. I've always told you that you can talk to me about anything. However unusual or however embarrassing, I promise you I've heard or read about or experienced it all before. It's not like your generation invented sex, Gary."

I was still blushing, but objectively, I knew she was right. I just had to decide whether I really wanted to talk about this with her. I thought, she's always been straight with me before, never judgmental about these kind of things. Fuck it.

"Ok, mom. You know I'm not a virgin, right?"

"I assumed as much. We've talked about sex. You do use protection, don't you? You're too young for fatherhood!"

I cringed a little. "Yes mom, always. I promise! But anyway, tonight didn't go so well. I mean, it started out great, we were at her house, her parents weren't home, one thing led to another..." I paused.

"All right. So? What's the problem?"

I appreciated that she wasn't pushing me, letting me go at my own pace with this. "Well, we were going along, and...her dress came off and she was wearing this bra and panty set and black pantyhose..." I was finding this difficult. "Mom, you have to understand. I...I have a thing for..." I couldn't get it out.

"You have a thing for women's underthings? Panties? Hose?"

I mumbled "Yeah...I like those things."

Mom smiled, a kind and understanding smile. "Honey, you think I didn't know about that? You think I never noticed the stains in my worn panties over the last couple of years?"

I was tongue tied. She'd never said anything, so I always thought she never noticed that I sometimes used her dirty panties to jerk off with. I always told myself it wasn't about her, it was just about her sexy garments, and the scent of a woman's pussy and body. I would have a raging orgasm when I would smell and then stroke my cock with her panties. Sometimes I used her drying pantyhose to caress my dick, but I never came in them. The feel of the nylon though...was just so sexy.

"God mom! Now I am embarrassed!"

"How could you think I wouldn't noticed? For a really smart young man, you're being awfully clueless." She laughed lightly, but not at me, but with a sense of how-could-my-son-be-so-obtuse. Sher reached over and tenderly put her hand on my forearm, as she'd done many times before. "It's nothing new to me, honey. I grew up with two brothers, remember. They used to do the same thing with their older sisters underwear. I've also been in a few sexual relationships myself, you know."

"Mom! I know, but hell, I don't want to know!"

"Ok, we'll skip that for now. So, tell me what happened with Linda."

"I'm sure you can pretty much guess, mom. We were getting into things, and in the heat of the moment I asked her to keep her pantyhose on and let me...rub...against her like that for a little while. I told her it would excite her too." I didn't use quite those words with Linda, but I cleaned it up a bit for mom.

"And she...didn't...take it well, right?"

"To say the least. She got pissed and asked me if I was some sort of pervert, a panty sniffer. I said it's harmless, just a little fetish, and she'd end up having a great time with it, but she wouldn't even listen. So I put my pants on, and I left. Extremely frustrated, if you know what I mean."

Mom, with a bit of a pissed off look of her own, said "Blue balls. I'm familiar with that term, Gary."

"Yeah, ok. So now you know, and you know my fetish too." I was wishing the floor would just open and swallow me up.

"Gary, honey, you have nothing to be ashamed about. Many people have all sorts of fetishes. It doesn't make you a pervert and it can even be a fun part of sex with an understanding partner. You just didn't have one tonight."

I looked at her with more love than ever. She was just so understanding, and I was so incredibly grateful for making it so easy on me.

She said "May I ask you something, honey? You don't have to answer if you don't want to, but I would appreciate it if you did."

"Sure, mom, I'll answer if I can."

"Did your fetish for panties etc. start by seeing me in mine, in my pantyhose around here? Did I set this off in you?"

"Honestly? I guess it may have played some role in it. I mean, I did see you dressed like that sometimes when I was going through puberty. I used to get...um, excited...sometimes seeing you like that. I'd try to tell myself it had nothing to do with you, that it was just seeing a beautiful woman half dressed. At that age, it doesn't take much for a guy to..."

"I get it, Gary. And I'm sorry for doing that to you. I guess I just was so comfortable around you, ever since you were old enough to walk, and your dad was no help around here. I would have to deal with you while I was getting ready for this or that, often without being fully dressed...I guess I just got used to being like that with you, not thinking that you were growing up, and looking at me differently. Looking at me like a man would."

I stared at mom, took her in. She was wearing her silk green robe that just came to the top of her knees, her legs crossed, left over right. She had her fuzzy green slipper dangling from her foot. I could feel myself getting hard again; thankfully, I was lying on my stomach so she couldn't see. But she could see my face. And I could see hers. Her eyes were getting a little glassy.

"Mom, there's no one to blame. You had to raise me alone, while holding down a very demanding job. You did what you had to to make it work. I wouldn't change anything about you. You're the best and I love you."

Her eyes were now filling with tears. "You know, honey, I've always been so proud of you. You're such a fine young man, and I love you too." Did I hear her say "man" with a strong emphasis? Like someone you want? Was she getting aroused too?

She shifted in my chair, moving her legs so I now had a small glimpse of her inner thighs, and I could see just a small hint of hot pink. Oh god, I could see her panties, something I'd seen many times before, including when she wore them. But I'd never seen this pair on her, and never had seen her like this with such a sexually charged atmosphere between us.

Mom said, softly, so I could barely hear her "Honey, are you horny right now? Are you hard under there?"

"Mom I...yes, mom, I'm very hard right now. I feel like I could burst through my shorts. Are...are you...are you wet, mom?

"Yes baby, I am. In fact, I am soaked." Her voice was husky with desire. I don't know what to do now. Be my man, Gary, and tell me what you want. I'll do anything right now, baby. Anything."

I really didn't know what to do. I knew what I wanted to do. I wanted to tear off her robe, put her on my bed and rub my face all over her panties and smell the wonderful essence coming from my mother's pussy.

"Anything, mom? Are you really sure?"

"Yes I am, baby. But hurry, before I change my mind."

I got off my bed, and stood right in front of her, so my crotch was right in front of her face. My 7 inch dick was right there, just covered by my tented gym shorts. Mom leaned forward and pushed her face against my raging cock. I could have cum right then, but I wanted so much more. I reached down and ran my fingers through her short hair, pulling her tighter to me.

"Oh baby, I can feel how hot you are. You're so hard for mommy, aren't you?"

Neither of us had referred to her as "mommy" for many years now, but it felt so dirty, so right to use that term. "Mommy, I am. My dick is aching for my mommy."

Wordlessly, mom pulled down my shorts while I peeled off my shirt. She ran one hand over my hairy chest while the other took my hot member in her slender fingers. It felt amazing and I could barely keep my feet under me.

"MMMM my baby has such a beautiful cock for mommy." She just took a long, wet lick, right from the base all the way to the tip, where she let her tongue swirl all over the head, concentrating on my smooth glans. I was groaning, trying so hard to not disappoint her and cum way too soon.

"Mommy, you'd better stop, or I'm going to cum!"

"Cum for mommy, baby. A virile young man like you can get hard again, especially with the right help. So go ahead and give me your sweet seed."

She was jerking me hard and her tongue was flicking the head of my dick. I grabbed her head and pushed my cock into mommy's wet mouth and with a loud grunt I was cumming, filling her mouth with my hot thick load. I'd cum just an hour before, but I was shooting like it had been a month. Mom was ready, and she swallowed rapidly, not letting a drop out of her mouth. I was incredibly impressed.

When I was finally done, mom slid her mouth off my dick and I just fell back on my bed. It hadn't lasted long, but that was an intense orgasm, leaving me speechless.

Mom was licking her lips, saying "Mmmm you're delicious, baby. Your cock and your cum. That was a mouthful and a half!" she teased. "And you don't have to do anything in return, honey. Just taking care of you was very pleasing for me."

"Are you kidding, mom? No way am I not going to take care of you. You raised me better than that."

Mom was obviously pleased to hear that. "I was hoping you'd say that, baby. Mommy's pussy is so wet. Want to see?"

She leaned back in the chair and spread her legs wide. The pink panties she was wearing had a nice dark patch right at her pussy. And I could smell her scent filling the room. I love that smell, it's so arousing. I got up off the bed and got in front of her again. But this time would be about her, not me.

I gently helped her stand, and leaning down, kissed her lips in a way I'd never kissed her before, as a lover, not as a son. Her lips parted and my tongue entered her mouth and danced with hers. I could taste the remains of my cum in her mouth, and instead of being repelled, it just made me more excited. My arms were around her and I could feel those full, wonderful breasts pressing into my chest. She was moaning into my mouth and her arms held me tight. I kissed her neck and shoulder and whispered in her ear "does mommy want me to taste her pussy? Is that what you want, your teenage man to devour you?"

She was crying with want. "Oh god, yes, baby, I want that so bad."

"Soon" I whispered. "I'll get there, I promise."

Her robe fell to the floor, and I saw she was wearing a satin cream colored nightie that came to just below her hips. She was so sexy, her normally creamy skin glowing pink with lust. I kissed to her chest, then pulled down her nightie and got my first look at her magnificent breasts. Nice and full, with some sag (she was 40 after all) but not drooping, with darker pink areolas and thick hard nipples, I just had to have them in my mouth.

I lay mom on the bed, now clad in just her panties, and I was fondling and kissing those big orbs. She had her eyes closed and was panting with lust. I kissed them all over and then under, using my tongue, tasting the salty coating on her skin. Moms body was shivering and then I started sucking on her nipples, the left one first, then the right, kissing back to the left and back yet again. Twirling my tongue all around those points, then sucking them into my mouth and scraping them with my teeth had mom going wild.

"Baby, please take care of my pussy! Don't tease mommy, I'm so fucking horny!"

Hearing my mom curse like that, something I almost never heard her do, told me it was time. I kissed down her soft tummy and soon found myself on the floor on my knees, my head between her dangling legs. That wet spot had grown significantly and I wanted to taste it. I kept her panties on and blew warm air right on her covered snatch.

Mom moaned "Oh baby you're such a tease! Eat me, you bad, bad boy!"

I pressed my face against her pussy and started lapping at her crotch. Her panties were now getting drenched, both from her juices and from my saliva. Her pussy tasted slightly musky, and mostly like sweet cream. I could try to live on it. My hands were pushing her thighs wider apart and I could see she was pinching her nipples with her manicured fingers.

"Am I doing a good job, mommy? Does it feel good?"

"Yes baby, I love your mouth and your tongue! But please, move my panties out of the way. I need to feel your tongue on my clit!"

I did as asked, and tugged the crotch of her panties to the left, and thrust my tongue into her sopping cunt. She was hairy there, not shaved, just a little trimmed. She looked like a woman, not a girl, and it turned me on big time. My cock was swelling again as I went down on my mom.

My tongue was fucking her as my fingers tapped her clit, making her hips lift off the bed and grinding into my face. Her cream was gushing out of her, getting all over my face and my hand and my bed. I wiggled my tongue in her hot hole, I pressed my nose on her clit, and she came crying out all sorts of nasty words. I slowly eased off as she grabbed my hair and pushed me away.

"God, baby, I haven't felt like that in years. Someone taught you very well!"

I grinned "I'll never tell."

She smiled back "No, I suppose not. And that's a good thing. Never brag about your conquests. Most women hate when men do that. Now, come her next to mommy."

I did as asked, and then we were kissing and caressing each other. Mom reached down and felt my renewed hard cock. "See? I told you you'd recover quickly!"

I was pressing my hips forward, rubbing my cock against her panties, grinding gently into her. Mom was still hot herself, ready for more. She kissed me hard, pushing her breasts into my chest. I could feel those hard nipples sliding through the hairs on my chest.

"Baby you're so sexy, I'm glad you don't shave your chest hair. It feels so nice, and it's tickling my nipples." Then kissing my neck and throat. She's so sensuous.

Our bodies were wrapped together, rolling all around on my bed, and we were both burning for each other. I reached down between us and again tugged her panties to the side. I used my fingers to spread her lips apart, she gripped my dick and we slipped into each other. I rolled on top of her, she raised her legs as high as she could, and I was buried deep inside my mom's sticky pussy. I could feel her panties on my tummy and when I was fully inside her my balls were resting on her covered ass, so I could feel her panties that way as well. It was the most incredibly feeling.

"Oh fuck, baby, that's so good. Fuck mommy's cunt! Fuck it hard! Treat me like a woman!"

"Yes mommy, I want you too, so bad. Feel my dick deep inside you. Your pussy is so fucking wet!"

I did as she wanted and started to move harder, my hips slapping against hers, my balls hitting her panties. We were both grunting and grinding into each other. I'd go up and down hard a few strokes, then I'd start rotating my hips in a circular motion, switching things up. Mom would use her pussy muscles to grab my cock, then relax and ease up. It was a fantastic sensation. Mom was the best fuck I'd ever had in my young life.

Then she said "Turn me over and fuck mommy from behind! Take me, baby! Be my man!"

I rolled her onto her knees, her head against the mattress, and her ass presented to me. This time she pulled her panties aside, and I could look down as I buried my dick into her doggy style. The sight of her pink panties covering her ass while my prick slid in and out was my dream come true. I grabbed her hips tight and pounded my cock into her wet mommy cunt fast and hard.

"Yeah, fuck mommy, be her motherfucker! Treat me like a slut-mommy! Grab my hair, spank my ass, do anything you want!"

I couldn't imagine that his was my mother! My feminist, in control mother wanted to be treated like a slut in bed! I grabbed her short hair with my fingers and pulled her head backwards, not too hard, but pulled just the same.

Her tits were bouncing with every thrust. My cock was twitching inside my mom's soaked pussy, churning her juices. We were both soaked, not just from her cream. I was close.

"Mommy, I'm almost there. Gonna cum soon!"

"Just hold out, just a little bit longer...almost there!"

"I tried desperately to think of something, anything else. I remembered she wanted to be spanked. Maybe that would get her there.

I slapped mom's wonderful round ass, just hard enough to sting. She yelped and asked for another. I spanked her again and that was it, she was cumming, squeezing my cock, milking it with her tight cunt and then I was cumming too. I exploded inside my moms sweet pussy, emptying my balls for the third time that night, but it felt like a flood of cum coming out of me. I fell on top of her back, her perspiration and mind mingling. We both were spent, trying to catch our breath, and I was kissing the back of her neck. This was two amazing fantasies come true, a great panty fuck and a wonderful fuck with my mother.

Finally I rolled off her and took her into my arms, spooning her from behind. Her soft ass was pressed against my soft dick in my lap. I just held her close, her arms over mine.

"I love you, mom. So much."

"I love you too, baby. Call me mommy, though. Please."

We fell asleep just like that in my bed.

Saturday. Mom wasn't there, and I briefly wondered if last night was a great dream. I had my typical morning wood, which I knew would go away after emptying my bladder. My dick definitely felt well used, and the room still smelled of sex. It was no dream.

After relieving myself, washing and brushing my teeth, I made my way to the kitchen, where mom was sitting, making her shopping list. She looked up, smiled shyly and said "Good morning, sleepy head. Did you sleep well?"

"Really well, thanks. How about you?"

"Better than I have in a long time. If you want to, I guess we should talk about last night. I'm not going to tell you we have to, but I think it would be a good idea, honey."

I wasn't sure what I wanted to say. She'd obviously been up for a while and had some time to think about this, while I'd been up 20 minutes. "We can talk. Let me just get a cup of coffee first, ok?"

I made a Keurig cup of French Roast, my favorite, with just a little sugar. Mom drank French Vanilla, light with Splenda. We all have our favorites, don't we?

I sat next to mom. She was still wearing her robe from last night, that lovely green silk that came to her knees. As I said, she's got a nice figure, a little sagging in her breasts, a little bit of a tummy, but hey, she's a mom and she's 40. Nature has its ways with people, especially very busy women. But I didn't mention her legs. They're nicely toned and long for her height. I could look at those legs all day on another woman, especially encased in some stockings or pantyhose. Her legs were staring at me now.

"Gary, honey, are you upset in any way about what happened last night? Between us, I mean. I know you're pissed off at Linda. I'm not talking about that. We crossed a huge line last night, and that's my fault. Mothers and sons aren't supposed to do that."

"Mom, I'm not upset at all. I had a great time with you. I have no regrets." I reached over and took her hand in mine.

Mom didn't recoil from my touch, as I thought she might do. In fact, she entwined her fingers with mine. A bittersweet smile came to her face. I'd never seen that expression on her face before. It was a big change from her usual take-charge attitude I was accustomed to.

"I'm not sure how I feel" she said, her eyes on our hands. "I had a good time; I haven't felt so...sexy...in a long time. I liked that, a lot. But as I said, it's not something I should have done with you. I'm supposed to be your protector, not you seducer. We talked about your fantasies about women in lingerie, but do you often think of me when you...take care of yourself?"

She was now eyeing me closely. What I said next could have huge ramifications for us both. "Mom, to be honest...you want me to be honest, right?" She nodded yes. "I've had fantasies of you for a few years now. I felt guilty about it, until I looked it up online, and found a lot of teenage guys go through it, though what I read said it's a phase that usually wears off. I've waited for it to go away. Maybe it's because you're so beautiful, mom..." I lost what I was saying, and I could feel my face turning bright red.

She looked at me with the sweetest smile I've ever seen from her, and she's not a woman who's afraid to show her feelings, especially regarding me. "I'm not beautiful, Gary. I was once, but now I'm getting fat."

That got me upset. "Mom, no way! You're gorgeous! You've got such a lovely face, so kind and sweet, you're body is sexy as hell, and those legs...I love your legs!"

"Gary, stop. I've seen better days."

I couldn't believe my self assured, hard driving mom who took on the IRS on behalf of her clients and won much more than she lost, had self doubts!

"Cut it out, mom. I know I have friends who fantasize about you. I get angry when they say it, but not for the reasons they think, which is because you're my mom. It's because I want you for myself."

I said it; it was out there now. Mom looked at me and said "Are you telling me the truth, not just trying to build me up?" I told her it was the truth, the whole truth and nothing but. She laughed a little at that. "I thought, when you used my panties, that it was more about the things than about me. But it's not, is it?"

"No mom, it's not. It's both. I'd want you just as much without any of your lingerie, but those things do add some...oompf, I guess..."

Next move was mom's. She said "You said you liked pantyhose as well, but I've never seen any evidence that you've used those, just my panties." I loved the way she said panties.

"It's easy to use your underwear..."

"Panties. Call them what they are, Gary. Mommies panties and pantyhose."

I was getting hard in my shorts. Very hard. "It's easy to use your panties because they just go in the wash and they get clean. Also, you have mostly cotton or satin panties, and they're smooth, easy to use...you know...when I..."

"Jerk off, Gary. You jerk off and cum in my panties."

My cock was throbbing now. "Yeah, mom. But pantyhose are similar to lacier panties, they're kind of rougher, and besides, you hand wash those, so it would be so obvious. I didn't realize you knew about your panties."

Mom was getting that look again. She made a decision, I could tell. She took my hand and said simply "Come with me."

I let her lead me to her bedroom and she had me sit on the foot of her bed. She went into her bathroom and came back with 3 or 4 pairs of her dirty panties. "Tell me, Gary, do you like to smell my panties too? Tell the truth, I won't be mad."

"Yes mom, I do."

"Mommy, call me mommy in here."

I gulped. "Mommy."

"Tell me which pair here do you like best. How about these?" She held up a pair of satin low briefs in yellow with green flowers patern and little green flowers on the elastic top. I nodded yes.

"Tell, me, baby. Tell mommy."

"I like those mommy, I've jerked off in those before."

"And what about these?" She held up a simple white cotton bikini. Simple but lovely.

"Yes mommy, I've used those too to jerk off."

"How about these?" She held up my favorite, black briefs with a sheer front and satin back. I'd used those a number of times.

"Oh yes mommy. I like those best of all!"

Mom stepped to me, right in front of me, gave me the yellow ones. "Smell these, baby. Let me see you smell mommy's panties."

I held them in my hands, trembling both from nervousness and the sheer excitement of the situation. I turned her panties inside out and placed the crotch in front of me. I could see a small stain there, the sign of her excretions. I put them against my nose and inhaled. God, she smelled so good! The more I inhaled, the more my cock was twitching in my shorts. There was no way mom didn't notice my cock was full hard in my lap.

Mom looked at me closely, her face showing a very hungry look. She knelt on the carpet, right in front of me.

"Stand up a moment, honey." I stood and she pulled my shorts and then my boxers down to my ankles. Then she pushed me so I was sitting again. "Keep smelling my panties, baby."

I kept them against my face, and then I felt mom's fingers wrap around my thick dick, with her panties in her hand. I looked down and saw they were my favorites, the black ones. I let out a long groan as mom moved her hand steadily up and down my shaft, gripping the head tightly when she got to the top. She was looking from my face to my cock, back and forth. She was fucking my cock with her panty covered hand.

I was trembling all over. I'd never had a girl give me a handjob in this manner before. Always it had been barehanded. With her panties, it was just another layer of incredible pleasure I was experiencing.

She was stroking me faster now, and she said "Don't cum yet, baby. I want to make sure you explode when you do. Her hand was grabbing me tighter, moving faster, and then she just stopped. I groaned in terrible frustration. "Please, mommy, stroke my cock with your panties. Please."

She blew her warm breath on the glans, causing my cock to throb. "Oh fuck, mommy. I want to cum so bad!"

"Soon, baby. Soon." She shoved her other had down her panties, a white and red polka dot satin pair and I could tell she was fingering her cunt. I could smell it in the air. Soon she had me in her hand again, stroking slowly again, building me up, precum leaking from my hot cock, and then stopping again. Now my frustration was incredible. Mommy was finger fucking herself faster. and again grabbed my dick. I was sure she was trying to get us to cum at the same time, or as close as she could make it. She was pumping my cock as fast as she could move her arm, and she was grunting both from the effort and from her own impending orgasm. "Gary, baby, cum on. Shoot that hot load into my panties. Fill them with your sticky cum, cum with me now!" She was crying out her own cum, her body shaking and that put me over the top and I was cumming again as if it had been months, not mere hours. It was a sticky, gooey mess I created and I fell back so my legs were dangling over the edge of her bed. I thought I would pass out from the pleasure.

Finally I sat back up and looked at mom, who still had her hand down her panties. After a few minutes, she stood up and slid the white and red pair she was wearing down her lovely long legs and handed them to me.

"Keep these for now, baby. Use them when you want, and give them to me in a couple of days." She then leaned over and kissed me lovingly. She then asked me "Do you want to go food shopping with me today?" I could tell she desperately wanted me to say yes, even though I hadn't going with her to the supermarket in a couple of years.

"Sure mom, I'd be glad to."

She smiled, a mysterious smile. "Go get cleaned up. One hour. I love you, honey."

"I love you too, mom."

"Mommy"

"Mommy"

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I showered and dressed, checked my email. Linda wrote me, apologetically. She wanted to talk, but I told her I was busy. Could we talk tomorrow? She must have been online, because she wrote right back and told me that would be fine, she'd call at 2.

I met mom in the kitchen and was taken by surprise. She usually goes to the market in a pair of jeans and sneakers, a sweater or blouse, something very comfortable. But today she was wearing something she'd normally wear to work. A red blouse, well cut, snug to her bust, a tight black skirt that ended just below where her pussy would be, and hugged her ample hips, either pantyhose or thigh high black lace stockings, and black pumps, with a three and a half inch stiletto heels. And she had full makeup on, understated and perfect. A little eye shadow and liner, light rouge and cherry red lipstick with gloss. Oh, and her glasses, big round tortoise shell frames that drew attention to her fantastic green eyes. She was magnificent. I felt like I was dressed like a slob, which, comparatively, I was, wearing a sweatshirt, jeans and sneakers. They were clean and in good shape, but still...

"Mom, what are you all dressed up for? You look incredible, but we're just going food shopping, right?"

"Right. Don't worry, you're fine. I just felt like showing off today." For whom, I wondered. That skirt must have been in her closet since...I don't know when. I know I've never seen it.

"Well mom. you're definitely showing off in that outfit. Especially that skirt. Don't bend over in public."

"You think so? Hmmmmm."

She was sooo playing with me.

We went to the store and at first everything was fine, The various men were all ogling her, everyone having their favorite, whether tits, ass, legs, face, even shoes. More than a couple of women were checking her out as well. Mom seemed oblivious to the chaos she was creating around her, but I suspected she knew exactly what she was doing. Mom was a cock (and pussy) tease!

We wandered up and down the aisles. Mom seemed to have a lot of things on that list that you find on the lowest shelves. I offered a few times to reach down and get those items, but she insisted she could reach them easily, and wouldn't let me help. Of course, each time she needed one of those items, she would either bend way over, pushing her tightly covered ass into the air with her nylon covered legs standing almost straight up and down perched on her sexy heels, or she would kind of squat down bent at her knees, her back straight and her tits sticking out. She was driving most of the people in the store crazy, me included. When she stood up the skirt rose up her hips, exposing her cushioned ass. Definitely, she was wearing pantyhose. It took all my will to keep my 7 inch snake asleep.

All through the store, I was trying to figure out what mom's game was. She was the ultimate MILF; she could make a grown man beg. I had a feeling I'd be eating out of her hand when we got home, but I was hoping to be eating something else. She was outwardly oblivious to the disruptions she was causing. I knew some of the men shopping with their wives were going to be either in for an earful of grief, or in for an afternoon of fantasy fulfillment.

Eventually, we got out of there. Mom had me drive her car home, unusual, She almost never wanted me driving her Beemer. She was sitting in the passenger seat, in that unbelievable outfit, and her short skirt was hiked up just shy of her crotch. I kept peeking over at her, and she was lazily scraping her long red nails over her hose covered thighs. Up, down, circles, her fingers were moving slow and easy, as if she was unaware of what she was doing to herself, and to me.

I couldn't prevent my hardon any longer. My jeans felt like they were at least a size too small in the crotch. I kept squirming around while I was driving, trying to find a comfortable position. We weren't even listening to the radio; it was dead silent in the car.

"Gary, honey, are you all right? You're squirming around like you're covered in itching powder."

I was startled by her voice, and jumped a little. I glanced at her and saw this slightly wicked little smile on her gorgeous face. The makeup, the glasses...I wanted her with all my body and soul.

"Are you kidding me, mom? The way you're dressed, your makeup, even your glasses...you have to know what you're doing to me, what you were doing to every man in the store. Some of the women, too."

"Really. What was I doing, exactly?" Her voice was dripping with lust. She turned in her seat, bent her left knee and her skirt was so high I could see right up to the crotch of her hose. I had to pull over to both look and talk to her.

"God mom. Every man in that store had to have an erection in their pants. Even the gay men." I kept peeking down, the deep black of her hose hiding her hot treat. I wasn't sure if she was wearing panties or not. "How much of a charge did that get you, mom?"

"Honestly? I'm fucking dripping now. Can't you smell it, baby? Can't you smell how hot mommy's pussy is? I loved having all those men practically slobbering over me. And some of the women too." So, mom liked women as well as men. That just added to my aching dick. Her fingers were all over her inner thighs now.

"Tell you what baby. Get us home now. We'll unpack the things for the fridge and the freezer, and then we'll see about getting us both some relief. Can you do that?"

"Yes mom."

"Mommy" she said with a disappointing frown.

"Mommy" I corrected myself.

I drove home as quickly as I could without getting a ticket (though I'm sure mom could have flirted her way out of any ticket). Got the groceries in and the freezer and refrigerated foods packed away in record time. Then I was facing mom...mommy. I felt like an electric current was flowing through me, and she was visibly trembling. I didn't know if we were going to stay in the kitchen or go to the bedroom or another room. She was my mommy, and she was in charge. I'd do anything she wanted then.

She lifted one leg, her right, clad in her pantyhose and the sexy heel and put her foot on a kitchen chair. Her hands were on her hips and she was staring me in the eyes through those sexy glasses. "Kneel down in front of me, Gary. Show mommy how much you love me, how much you worship me. Do it now!"

I automatically dropped down to my knees. I wasn't sure what she wanted me to do, but I had a pretty good idea, Her eyes were locked on me, and her face told me what to do. I leaned over and kissed the tip of her shoe on the floor. I heard her sigh, softly. Then I started to kiss upwards, covering her shoe, even the heel. I slowly, tortuously, worked my lips up her leg, so gorgeous in her lacey hose. I could feel her shaking slightly as I covered her left leg in adoring kisses. My dick was crying for air in my suffocating jeans.

"Such a good boy. So obedient for mommy. Keep going til I tell you to stop."

I was at her thighs now, maneuvering so I could kiss the back as well as the front and sides, my face inches from her incredible ass, then kissing her inner thigh, close, so close to her aromatic pussy. Almost there...

"Stop. Wait."

She shifted legs, now her right on the floor and the left foot on the chair. "Start again."

I was exasperated with frustration, but I couldn't deny mommy. Again, I kissed from the tip of her shoe and kissed my way around and up her silky leg. I'd never had this kind of fantasy, this subjugation to any woman, let alone mom, but I was compelled to obey her. I had to do as she wanted, and I was loving it.

I kept kissing her legs, my own lust increasing the closer I got to her pussy. She was shaking like a leaf, her body defying her commanding soul. Again, just as I got close to her pussy..."Stop. Look at me."

I stopped and sat up as well as my throbbing cock would let me. I looked up at mommy's face and she slowly, teasingly, licked all around her lips. I could have shot my wad then, but I kept control, surprising myself. Mommy then lay on the kitchen table, her legs dangling over the edge from her knees. Her legs were wide apart and she was leaning up on her elbows.

"Unbutton mommy's blouse, Gary."

My fingers fumbled with the buttons on her tight red blouse, gradually exposing the red lace bra underneath. Her breasts were spilling over the top, so creamy.

"It opens in the front. Open it now."

Simple commands. I opened it at the clasp between her soft mounds and her breasts spilled out. So full, that slight sag with those big hard nipples. I was in love with her breasts.

"Do you like mommy's big tits? Tell me, baby. You know how to say it."

I whispered "I love mommy's big tits."

"Louder. I could barely hear you."

Louder, with more conviction, "I love mommy's big, beautiful tits! They're perfect!"

"Kiss mommy, baby, then kiss my tits."

I didn't hesitate a second, my mouth was on mommy's and we were kissing, desperate kisses of deep lust, my arms enveloping her body to mine and pressing those full pillows to my chest. "I love a nice hairy chest on a man, feeling those hairs against my nipples. It feels sooo sexy. Mommy's young man is so sexy. Now, kiss my tits."

I went down, kissing her throat, along her shoulders, mommy was panting, running her fingers through my hair, encouraging me. I covered her wonderful, soft globes with my kisses, my tongue tasting her flesh. Then I was all over her left nipple, swirling my tongue, licking hungrily. Then I went to the right, giving it the same treatment. Mommy was entwining her fingers in my hair, tugging gently but firmly.

"Bite my nipples, baby. Not too hard."

My teeth nipped at her nipples, back and forth, one to the other. Her legs were squirming, rubbing her thighs together, the nylon making a swishing sound as they rubbed and her back arched, thrusting out her superb breasts. Fuck I was so desperate, and still, she hadn't told me to take off my pants. I had to obey and do what she wanted, and only when she wanted.

"You want to taste mommy's pussy, don't you? You want to free your cock from your jeans too?" I nodded; I couldn't seem to speak. "You can open your pants, but don't take them down, don't let your cock out of your underwear. Then get your head between my thighs."

Opening my pants helped, but it was still constraining. It did take the worst of the pressure off at least. Then I moved and crouched down so my head was right between her thighs. I awaited instructions.

"Can you smell my pussy, baby? Can you smell me through the crotch of my pantyhose? Can you tell if I'm wearing panties or not?"

"Yes, mommy, I can smell you very well, and it smells so good. I could smell you all day long. I'm not sure if you're wearing panties though."

"Would you like to find out?"

"God yes, mommy. I want to see if you're wearing panties."

"Tear the crotch, baby. Don't tear them off, though. Be careful."

I pushed my fingers into the crotch of her hose and pulled firmly. The thicker nylon there gave way, and I eased off, being careful not to tear too much. Now I could see a patch of silky black material. Her panties were snug against her pussy. She was moaning, and so was I."

"Touch them, baby. See how wet they are."

I used my fingers, and felt her. She was soaking wet, and there was a fantastic heat radiating from her depths. I felt drunk, dizzy.

"Mommy, your panties are saturated. And you're so hot. My fingers are so warm."

"Mommy's hot for her man, her slut son. Taste me, through my panties. Lick them for me."

I pressed my face in flush, her nylon covered thighs rubbing my cheeks. I took in more of her wonderful scent, and them thrust my tongue forward and, slowly at first, started lapping at those honey filled panties. She was whimpering with lust and desire and her hips and ass were grinding all over the table. She was back up on her elbows so she could watch me, her eyes behind the glasses glazed over.

'Fuck, that feels so good, baby. I love feeling your hot breath against my pussy. Pull my panties to the side, so I can really feel it. Blow on my pussy, then eat me."

I did as ordered. I pulled the crotch to the left side, and blew warm breath on her dripping lips. Her pussy was covered in wonderful sticky honey and I went back to licking her. I would taste for a while, probing her folds with my tongue, then would blow on her for a few seconds, then back to eating her creamy delight. Her body was jerking, twisting around, and she was making these incredibly sexy sounds. She reached with her right hand and pulled my hair hard.

"Tongue fuck me now, baby! Make me cum all over your face! Make mommy cum!"

I thrust my tongue in and out quickly, I rubbed her clit with my nose, and she was crying out as she came like gangbusters, her thighs closing around my face. I felt like I was drowning, and I loved every second of it.

Eventually she pushed me away, unable to talk, the table damp under her ass. Mom then used her hand to motion me to come to her. When my face was by hers, she whispered "That was so good baby, You're so good to mommy." She kissed my lips. "I love the taste of hot pussy. I bet you didn't know that about me." I didn't but nothing about my mom would surprise me at this point. "My first sexual experience was with another woman, in fact, when I was in high school. Boys were next, but girls were first. Let me taste some more."

We kissed long and hard and she was licking my lips and cheeks to get more of her own cream. Speaking of long and hard...

"My poor baby. You must be ready to burst. Do you need some relief from mommy, baby?"

"Yes mommy. I think my balls are blue again!"

"Stand up, lets see." I stood up straight. I was uncomfortable, but I could stand without hunching over. "They're not 'blue', but they are full. Let's see what I can do about that."

Mom reached over and helped me finally get my pants and boxers off. I took off my sweatshirt and she stroked her fingers through my chest hairs. plucking at a few, then lightly scratching my nipples. My cock twitched with every touch, my lips letting out short gasps.

"Get between mommy's legs again, baby. That's it, right between my thighs, nice and close. Now, put your cock, that lovely thick cock, on top of my pussy, under the pantyhose."

The underside of my cock was atop her soft hairs, my balls dangling right on her cunt lips and her torn pantyhose covered the top of my cock. This felt so incredibly kinky. My cock was as hard as it had ever been.

Mom wrapped her legs around my ass, such an erotic feeling. "Now, move your cock, baby."

I started moving my hips slowly, my dick rubbing back and forth over her crotch through her soft wet pussy hairs. My balls were slapping at her pussy. I held her hips tightly and I could feel her silky legs around my hips and her heels caressing my ass cheeks.

"Grab my tits, baby. Grab them hard" she panted.

"Yes mommy." I reached down and filled my hands with those big tits as I simulated fucking her. It was sexy as hell, but I couldn't quite get off like this. "Mommy, I need something more. I need to feel your nylons on my glans."

She smiled understandingly, my sexy, caring mother. "Let me turn over, baby."

I pulled away and mommy got off the table. Then she bent over, her legs apart and her ass sticking up in the air. She was presenting herself to me.

"Now rub that beautiful cock of yours all over my ass, my thighs, wherever you want. Take your time, use mommy for your pleasure." She looked back at me, a loving, sweet smile on her face, her skirt bunched around her waist, almost all her lower body still covered in nylon.

I got right behind her and rubbed my cock all over her drenched pussy lips. We both were moaning from that, so I stuck my cock into her steaming cunt. I thrust deep, all the way and felt her clamp down on my dick. She squeezed me with such intense pressure, and I slid in and out until my cock was sopping wet. Then I pulled out, eliciting a moan of protest from mommy and started rubbing my cock all over her nylon covered ass. This felt like nothing I'd felt before. Usually when a girl let me rub on her pantyhose, it was a dry rubbing; it felt good but it wasn't a smooth motion. This however, was sleek, my cock just gliding over her round ass and thighs. When it got dry, I stuck my cock back in her for a few strokes until I was nice and wet again, then pulled out and, again, rubbed on her ass and thighs.

After a few times, mommy was going crazy. After all, I was fucking her for a few strokes, then denying her relief. Honestly, not only did it feel great but it also was a little bit revenge for teasing me all afternoon. We were both on the edge now, but I really would have felt bad if I came without satisfying mom again.

I plunged back in and started thinking about mathematics equations, baseball statistics, anything to keep from cumming while I fucked mommy with all I had, gripping her ass cheeks with my hands. I knew I needed to cum soon, statistics be damned. I leaned over and reached around mommy's hip and thrust my hand between her thighs, my fingers finding her clit and rubbing circles around it. Mom was grunting loudly, so much so I thought the neighbors would call the police. I pinched her clit gently and she came, clamping down on my cock with her pussy. I could even see her anus clenching and releasing. I was ready now and I pulled out, rubbing my cock against her pantyhose covered ass and shot two thick streams of cum all the way up her back, followed by a couple of weaker strands that streaked on her ass, the milky white of my cum contrasting with the black mesh of her hosiery. I squeezed out a few more drops and leaned over again, kissing moms back and shoulders.

We were both panting and my perspiration was dripping onto her back, mixing with her own. Eventually I rose up and then mom rose as well. She turned to face me, her face glowing from her two shattering orgasms. She wrapped her arms around my neck and I placed my hands on her hips. There was a fine sheen of sweat dripping down her deep cleavage. She moved closer to me and we kissed, a soft and sexy kiss like I'd share with a girlfriend. I couldn't believe this sensuous, wicked woman was the same staid lawyerly type I grown up with.

"Mom...mommy...that was the most incredible...YOU'RE the most incredible partner I've ever had. Not that I've had that many. You know what I mean, right?"

She smiled, a loving smile that transmitted the enormous affection she felt for me. "Gary, I understand. It was pretty amazing for me as well, in case you didn't notice. And you don't have to call me 'mommy' when we're being ourselves. Mom is fine, as always."

"But what if I want to?" A naughty smile on my face.